Til The Day of The Serpent

Life is precious

A gift to give good thanks for

something truly sweet when you know agony

Even if you've never seen the place

1,000 miles and back I am the same man

Reaching a new me each mile

Every thought isn't best spoken

On this journey, I have learned

A new day to do it better

Thank you for this blessing

Appreciate it I shall

Live it like it's my last I will

For no man knoweth the hour

But to reach higher within myself I must

Those inner heavens I dwell

Where the everlasting gifts of peace are hidden

On this day I strive for better as I said I would

And the outcome is better than planned

Self-reflection that brings renewal

Thy biggest critic be thyself

Perfection I can't obtain

But through other means I convince

Through that which I speak, I am

For the tongue of the Serpent is with me

And through its power, I command all things high and low

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The Golden Serpent of Thelema 93