About The Eye of the Crone

The perspective shared here is one that comes from decades of experience, study, and personal unfoldment. It is ultimately the result of an unexpected spiritual awakening that occurred in 1971, by which a foolish young woman touched Wisdom, and became a dedicated student of the Divine Being.

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Without Beginning, Without End

The Source extends,
Without beginning, without end;
In curvature
Of going out and coming in.
Spirit flows through mind to matter
And returns again,
Yet all is held within the whole.
The Word I Am goes forth
And That I Am returns
In perfect moment of the Now.
The Parent and the Child are one.

The great Communion Feast is laid
Before the world is made.
Within the vastness of the silent dark
Before the stars are lit,
Before the first primordial spark leaps
From the mind of Cause
And lights the hall of Time and Space
With chandeliers of galaxies
In glorious effect,
Before the earth is formed, before the stone,
Before the birth of flesh and bone,
Before there is the living chalice
Of a heart to beat within the beast,
Or human brain
To frame thoughts of what is,
And what has been, and what yet is to be
The sacred union of the King and Priest
Is set within Eternity.