The wings of ascent

The cock has crowed; I renounce thrice
All that might enslave me
Blind obedience
Guilt and shame
Fear and doubt

I renounce fear and doubt
I pivot on this inner point of old despair
to embrace what is shining and now
my developing intellect
my growing power
my unflinching progress

There will be no weeping
or gnashing of teeth

I rise from paradise
With true power entwined
The serpent of fire
The wings of ascent
The sacred and the profane
Shall issue from me
As from a god

Twilight in the Underworld

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