The nature of GOD dimly reflected in us
Aspiring to be what was before we are
Take a piece of nothing, somehow produce something
Then shape it, refine it, polish and adorn it.
To take some random frequencies
Organize them into patterns
Combine the sequences
Loop, reverse, fade out
Melodies of Ecstasy
Opposites join together
Two becoming one
Momentous explosive sensation
As tension crosses the line
A period of incubation
Then new life
Not quite like either
But something of both
Grammar, vocabulary, descriptive pictures
Names, places and times
Somehow a word becomes life
Words in combination bring so many emotions
Associations
Epic battles, romances, family sagas
Clumps of rock cleaned and put together
Heated to melting point
Cast into blocks
At hammer and anvil the block is flattened
More heat to soften\
Shaped, stretched, folded
Coated except for the edge
Placed one last time in the fire
At the right moment taken
Dipped into the cold river
Polished, sharpened, fittings attached
All of this done while in prayer
Sword in sheaf
Wrap and rack
Awaiting the time for the warriors entrance!
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