A head emerges from the limitless
Providing nine emanations
Before this the earth was desolate
The crowns of old kings had been lost
Their wearers dead for ages
Back when nothing faced itself
Until the day arrived
The vestments of honor were communicated
By this crowning countenance
Carrying nine seeds born to echo
Held dormant in trinities within
Their own dark equilibrium
Incomprehensible and as yet unseen
Though heralded to ascend
From never into being ever after
The simple triple trinity
Annealing complicity
Keeping the mystery secret through
Forging a cranium for crystalline dew
With victorious skin made of ether
Hair as of the finest wool
Covering a benevolent forehead
Derived of the prayers from seeds
With an eye always open and awake
Perpetually keeping watch
Over this glorious network
Of gifts and receptions
Where the appearance of the lower
Comes from the aspect of the higher
A spirit blows across the kingdom
From mighty twin galleries
To rush forth over everything
In the beginning the six was created
With this breath of life
As it was drawn into himself
Through the most dignified beard
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