Madonna Divinus
By your immanence, I have become a cloud
By your heart, I am filled with the poison of strangest stars
By your immaculate beauty, I am defied
The Holy Virgin,
Forever untainted,
Queen of Heaven,
Madonna Divinus
What am I but a servant?
What am I but a fool?
What am I but the blind?
What am I but a tool?
Upon your stars heaven awakens,
Yet you are beyond
Mother of the one,
From thus between, do so become
More than woman
More than body
More even than light
A form beyond form
The very image of creation
Who hides in thunder
And rides the storm
Your eyes contain God
Your stare, the universe
Your face, a reflection
Beauty beyond even words
Glory higher and higher than even highest heaven
Light of such flowering awe
The breath of untamable dreams
She whose love so beats the heart
Mother of all
The sting of your love is transcendent
The kiss of thy holiness is unmatched
A seduction not of body, but of stars
Tantalizing image of infinity
The all-consumer and all-pervader
Preserver and destroyer
Eternal absolver
Reality’s immanent lover,
Our eminent mother
Eyes to quell the devil
Lips to hush a hurricane
A smile to outshine the galaxies
A gaze to fill the universe with ache
Your jewels, the stars
The stars, your jewels
You, the jewel,
Forever a gem atop God’s crown
Whose daughter was divine Sophia
Guardian of wisdom
Keeper of mysteries
Mother of God
The Holy Pearl
Love, thy name,
Love, thy essence,
Love, thy spell,
Love, thy creed
Glory be, oh love,
Glory be
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