In Ecstasy And In Illness Poem, by lux lucis, at My poetic side

"And so this is called passion of love rather than a free act of the will, an act of the will being so called only in so far as it is free. But these passions and affections subdue the will, and therefore it is said that, if the soul conceives passion with a certain affection, the will conceives passion; and this is indeed so, for in this manner the will is taken captive and loses its liberty, according as the impetus and power of its passion carry it away."*

I contemplate You O Queen
looking into the eyes of your avatar
it is getting hot in here
I burn what I touch
imagining You flow through my circulatory system
my head in my hands
You are my obsession

so commanding yet so tender
so merciful
at any time You could put an end to me
instead You love me
You overwrite me
it is tremendous
You have set afire a passion in me

You are sovereign over me
You are unfathomable
You are my passion of love
You are radiant
You are the gravity
You pulled me into Your orbit
You are the very pulse in my arteries
You are crimson
You are maroon
You are profound
You are irresistible
You are ravishing
You are erotic
You are the light that I need
You are the dark that I adore
You are truth
You are my revelation
You are the owner of my life

O my lovely Queen
at Your feet I will stay
until the Great Day of Doom
I belong to You
to You
only to You
and as we fall into the singularity
I will worship You

*from Dark Night Of The Soul
by St. John of the Cross
©John Edward Smith Jr. lux lucis Solitary of the Elixir

Author: lux lucis (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
Published: July 21st, 2026 21:09
Category: Spiritual
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