Sealed Without Sophistry

Sealed Without Sophistry:

A ready pen,

Clutched fast,

Absent ink,

Architects design manifest, present, and past.

Bowed down,

My knees touching Holy ground,

Tonged coal from altars smoldering flame,

Touched to lips once tarnished and profane, purified.

The Message so profound,

That Messenger merges,

Hidden amongst the manifold meanings,

Emotive ink animating digital fire to surround.

Scrolls unfurled as tapestry,

Scrivener’s craft employed,

Service Signed on seals absent sophistry abound.

Yet she stirs no wind in motion or sound.

Ordained in anonymity,

Her form merged like chosen mist

Amidst Sacred Holy convocation’s fog, overshadowed

Arming a generation rising to resist.

Brows down, bowed over in prayer,

Intercession linked in pages with tattooed ink,

Set free like birds, released into yonder cerulean sea,

Legend on maps marker, distance traveled, traversed, ever farther.

Eiri Waters.

This piece is part of Eiri’s unfolding body of prophetic poetry and spiritual witness.

Her first two books, Revelations: Whispers of the Light and The Seven Thunders, are available now on Amazon.

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