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[title] => The Golden Cask, (Part II)
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[bodytext] => This injured son of Adam,
Woke up from silent slumber, His inundated with incessant tears, His mind all tangled in ineffable fears, He cried aloud, ‘O dear God I am so lonely, Oh dear God I am so tired, I was but a conspectus young man, Why must I bear this, I cannot unhand, I was powerless then, I am powerless now, Lord I need Your commiseration, I pray for Thy benediction!’ And then Gabrielle held him, The mulling, indigent form in his arms, And then handed him the Golden Cask, ‘Drink to thy heart’s content, Drink whence thou may hear, Your mother’s ethereal lullaby, And feel the heat of blood in your veins, It is milk…not from heaven, It flows form no mountain, It comes but from your mother’s breast, Drink and answer they Lord, Collect they self to answer Him!’ The son of Adam, this son of Eve, He drank it all, depleting his thirst, And then Gabrielle read, The angle read form the parchment, ‘Man….injured deluded soul, What your lips just touched, What your tongue just tasted form the Golden Cask, Is a tenement of purity? Like soothing rains form the mighty sky, The golden wheat from this mother earth, The blood…the life that’s in your veins, All simulacrums of sanctity; [comments] => 1 [counter] => 147 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Euphoria [notes] => [ihome] => 1 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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