Zoharic Prophecy

In the whispers of ancient texts, profound and deep,

Lies the Zoharic prophecy, where secrets sleep.

A tapestry woven with mystical threads,

Inscribed with wisdom that the soul dreads.

From the depths of Kabbalistic lore,

The Zohar's light shines evermore.

A beacon of insight, a guiding star,

Revealing truths from realms afar.

Through the language of symbols, it speaks,

Unveiling mysteries that the heart seeks.

In every verse, a hidden code,

A path to the divine, down the mystic road.

Inscribed in letters of fire and gold,

The Zoharic prophecy unfolds.

Foretelling the journey of the soul,

Through the cosmos. In the dance of creation, it finds its sway,

In the whispers of night and the light of day.

For in the Zohar's pages, we find,

The secrets of existence, intertwined.

So let us listen to its sacred verse,

And let its wisdom our spirits nurse.

For in the Zoharic prophecy's embrace.