New Eden Powder-
A fine polished pure, silver chalice
A pitcher pouring powder, finest talc
Precipitated clean chalks, ground roses
Pounds of dried expensive, oils of rose Otto
Lavender buds, purple perfect some-
From the hills of the prairie, a bit in a-
Bucket from as far away a Siberia
The magic genie in a bottle of silver
Pointed leaves of leaven, green notes
Attar of more roses, valued by weight
Worth more than diamonds, gold-
Mixing, grinding secrets, "IS" my codex
From ancient the ode, not even the Pharaohs
Of Egypt the oracles of Delphi, knew, know
Not since the days of the temple, tabernacles
The secret of "Eden's power of Love"
A lost, no longer lost Arc of a covenant
Between man and woman, a monolithic
All-powerful God- his name is "IS"
Adding fine Jasmine, Sambas- Grandeur
Blending the fine powdered Myrrh's
The magic genies, Cherubim's chariots of angels
Wheeled by Ezekiel's wheels of fire
A fine polished pure silver chalice
Spins the aroma, a pitcher filled with pouring
The lost arc powder, power!
Smelling scents of Calamus, oils of "IS" anointed
With a feathered Peacock, Astringe feather
Plume, fluffy soft fan, purging, cleansing
Anointing, the fire of burning bush
Cleanings, calming the serpents
To servants that taste only the purified fruit
Under the fig leaves.
From my book in progress-
Angelic Splendor Perfume
All rights reserved Tiara designs
Scribed by the blue rose
September 17, 2007
I have been working on this book for years-
part of putting my poems online is to test which ones to use in my books- any input I consider great help
thanks - Terri
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