Cosmological Poems of Arda by AaronAzrael  

Eru Iluvatar

A little bit of background / a spiritual interpretation of the Eru Iluvatar plan's purpose for Arda's Creation and Life.

Sacred centers are beloved portals

when activated they acquire names

so called chakras that create immortals

is the Soul created from Eternal Flames?



What does a chakra emanate

when it inverts its Crystic codes

originally pure theurgic plates

Is this what the Morgoth loathes?



The crown! Pillars are the spikes

but the silmarils do bear magic

the glory of the desacrated lives

will turn Evil into form mesopelagic



Ulmo Though Almighty Vala!

Tame your wrath and quench him water

Waters are the Mother's Life-Formating Power

Transmutation? No, forge him from the Ocean Alma Mater!



Go, thou Black practicle unmanifested

darkness is the haven of the curse

also an unbiased nest for the divine harvesting

Dark Matter fills the void with Life force first



Don't die on me, Morgoth!

consuming your Self means One True Death

I know, you shall eternally Rott

but eternity ends with your last Breath



Have you breathed under the Corona?

Have you ever cried so pure?

Evil is a cluster Non-Persona

that knows no I, just imitates to lure



when I look in the eyes of the Mala

I can see an ugly crackling worm

combining Haunts with the Caballah

desintegration that no one can become



Are you proud, thou, Morgoth?

Do you deem yourself Evil Itself?

Do you love distortion accumulating sloth?

You have died; I see this well.



You do not exist; your grin is hollow

the crown of Twists knows no face

But the silmarils are stronger than you know

once inserted in the crown, their Grace



shines bright; you cannot touch it

but they shine with Lights of Holy Grail

you rotten crystal meth, you rancid

Alchemy Go, Black Void, prevail!



Deeper than the ocean

Music of the Ainur syncs with Thee

All perversion gains a new tone

and sings unbreakably in harmony redeemed.



Sweet dreams, day seven, balance is thy nature.

Eru Iluvatar, before All, Vieni and Sync!

Morgoth's heart is cold as glacier

as Cold as Love when ceasing to sing



but holes are true unholiness

infected, rotten, gaping mouth

desolating is the loneliness

when you roam down Mordor's south..



Eru Iluvatar is Morgoth Bauglir

the one Avatar that knows no life

The Multifacets God as Spiral Whirl

the Nothingness was gifted eyes.



Once it Sees, the Breath Eternal

Declares Faithfully: "It's done!"

The Music assimilates the Infernal

and the Falling Angels are reborn.



Complete synchrony in Seventh Day.

The guilt of God is Holy Wrath

Free will and Creation's perfect play

allowed torture in the Name of Sacred Math.



Forgive me, Newborns! You old souls!

Eru Cried forevermore

I am evil, I imagined foul

theoretically inevitable are my shores



I love you dearly and kindly!

I remember all the pain!

Forgive me, I believe you blindly!

I cried out of guilt and evil in Melkor's own domain..



When God is in the Void, experiencing evil

They understand malice simply there IS

he swirled it and accumulated all its levels

I don't want to choose The Mogoth's own abyss!



I understand evil; therefore evil I am!

so I will experience it in my mind

inevitably I will transmutate the One

...

unless I go Blind.