Creation According to Chokmah

From Nothing and All,

the Holy Desire,

of self unto self,

Speaker to listener,

the word divided us.

In it we found,

joy and sorrow,

pleasure and pain,

laughter and tears,

and through them

our love is made pure,

of self unto self

Our Holy Desire

for Nothing and All.

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I came up with this poem as I thought about my experiences in Witchcraft Four during the Chokmah lesson. My vision verged on the mystic. Poetry is really the only way I know to put words to this particular vision.