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I have received the satisfaction, the eternal gifts

of clear, direct heavenly guidance and protection

through many a moon of my suffering devotion.

These otherworldly Seraph that sing, hover home

in the thin, magic wind-echoes, with oyster wings,

with intoxicating soft rhymes of the distant divine.

Despite my presence as a mess of sin and nature,

I am brought upward to tower a brimming stature

like a crystal chalice of pure, true-fruit nectar filled

from among those pouring skies of Mother's will.

Say what you may---it is nevertheless all just a fun,

beautiful, paradoxical part of the selfsame games.