Forever Won’t Wait


Quickly trap the spirit,
As soon as it descends,
Then gather these lyrics,
Now let the work begin,

If but a little escapes,
All is soon to go,
And if you are to o late,
You are soon to know,

Gather the bath of night,
Strain two parts in one,
If you get this step right
You will have oil of the sun,

The dust of day should remain,
Pour forth more of the bath,
Strain as you did once again,
You have more oil than you had,

The oil and bath refuse love,
Before you cleanse the dirt,
Below must be like that above,
Before you complete the work,

Now continue to strain,
Clean that which settles,
Pour more yet again,
Clean what rests in the vessel

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