JERUSALEM CROWNED
Golden, golden gilt
sun and flowers – flowered
to celestial height crowned
sun and flowers – flowered
to celestial height crowned
bejeweled a crown,
floating over you.
Embracing you in passion,
so tender,
so intense, yes, so loving.
In the beginning, there was creation
and it is now creation
life is everlasting–
life is everlasting–
and the Name, the Name,
then and now and before
to an eternity of an everlasting
enriching motion.
I am dead; I am I I am dead no more, for you are reborn.
Your gates speak of these things –
I am dead; I am I I am dead no more, for you are reborn.
Your gates speak of these things –
and your watchmen...
I sought my love, yes,
I sought my love
and I found a jewel
I brought a jewel
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My dear Ilana there is a white out of your poem
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