His Victory²⁴

A silver moment in rapture flies
Beyond the golden veils of skies.
The Master brings his Silence down
And tears the huge Night's tenebrous frown.
He nears the end of his endless flight.
The sun-vast promise shines now white.
His transformation's supreme Call
Shall save the world from blinded fall.
The Master's glowing Victory's flood
Gives birth in us to nectar-blood.