In the dance of the cosmos, two paths unfold, Theurgy whispers through spheres of gold. Aligning oneself with divine harmony, In the mirror of self, the divine one sees.
The magician’s path, a journey of light, In the I AM presence, finds pure delight. Henosis achieved, in divine spheres’ song, In unity, the self and the divine belong.
Yet Thaumaturgy dares to break free, Unfettered will, the fool’s decree. Apotheosis found in liberation’s dance, In the daring of doing, the self’s advance.
The mystic’s path, a union so rare, Between Divine Will and incarnate care. Ever becoming, in the cosmic sea, The I AM that I AM, forever free.
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