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Wondrous Way, selves no longer go unfolding themselves in Tragedy’s mirror made of labyrinth, twilight and dark. In the nearing of her mirror-light, near the Dewy Grass, each one blossoms as itself: Being Eternal.
One.
Soul-Light. Butterfly.
And as Blake descends towards the umbrous (SEI), seeking his own shadow, he finds the Earth forgotten. Her new abode, Lethe. And he implores for her resurrection, “O Earth O Earth Return! Arise from out the Dewy Grass.” She must return from nothingness to somethingness, to the morning grass, dewy, to Aletheia’s fecund clearing, Poiesis.
Only in Aletheia’s splendor, Poiesis’ mirror-light shall renew the Fallen Light. Only in her Poiesis, the starry floor, the watery shore is given thee until the break of day. Only in her Emerald gaze, Blake grasps himself and comes to know Sophia’s gaze, the gaze of memory. God. And seeing God, he sees Sophia and sees himself.7-1 Thus the totality of the enchanting circle 3⁄4 “seeing” and “having seen,” “grasping” and “having grasped” 3⁄4 is
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