The Innermost Ambience

Withdrawal of every light And its sure advancement Thoughts stop to drone in deepest heights Am I being spoken to? Neglected Virgin Whore Wisdon Of women, scents and the True Prayer Master the ugliest mystery and then Body to body, lust to lust Deus absconditus Saviour Self-Shining All souls are female When His spear points down Warfare roll striking my head Mega Gnosis, hyper scale fall Dark noise sudden entry Who called this the Work of Beauty? Transversed soul hierarchy Vipers of Reasons tamed and trained Yet prone to bite, eager to spit Upon the fake reflected ray Deus absconditus Saviour Self-Shining All souls are female When His spear points down