More Riddles
December 16, 2008
The Seventh Riddle
Those who seek the lines of Infinity; where
The realms are One, must marry Yin and Yang; have all
The vessels in a cauldron where the Four are One; the Soulfriends
Must seek for the lost Rune of power; gone?
(A riddle within a puzzle within a conundrum).
The Eighth Riddle
Bring to me where the soul is forged, southern staff
Bring to me that which cuts through illusion, eastern sword
Bring to me the gift of love, western chalice
And bring to me the foundation stones, northern pentacle.
(After Hieros Gamos, what then is born Quaestor of the Central Path?)
The Ninth Riddle
The Traveler seeks the unveiling of the scrolls, He aspires
To the summits of beauty, beyond compare, where the rains are young
And poets dream of timeless castles and glorious suns, of time
Without end, beyond the boundaries of matter and space!
(Shall we begin the journey then, O Fool? Arise from your little dream.)
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