The Light And Dark Began
to day the name is thine
it which we bend the knee;
they call the light, dark divine
our seven designed to be.
all call, eternal power,
for thy redeeming light
with one, spirit is risen;
ever two, soul of power;
in three, might id given;
waned four, is given a sign;
hast five, given as soul of power;
light be six, loved by all;
seeked is seven, by seven signs of power.
poem by Pugegee Phoenix
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