Hoc Est Corpus Meum

Angels, Archangels, spirits of personality, Ascending from Sun to Moon, a journey so free. War in heaven, a celestial fight, As angels faced choices, darkness or light. Luciferic beings, some angels became, Infusing the astral body, life's intricate game. Introducing both evil and potential good, Humanity's path through the earthly wood. The Christ, a being of different grace, Entered human existence, a divine embrace. Penetrating the eye, the blood, the core, A redeemer of humanity, forevermore. As Christ's power flows within, The Luciferic influence begins to thin. Humanity's destiny intertwined, With freedom and love, a path defined. A cosmic drama unfolds its wings, As humans, with Christ, redeem all things. The fallen angels, through human grace, Find redemption in love's embrace. Humanity, a unique hierarchy, Maturing toward its destiny, To fulfill its own cosmic task, An evolving spirit, free to unmask. Seraphim, cherubim, Thrones divine, Mites, powers, orders they align. Archangels, angels, spirits free, Messengers of love, in humanity. Tenth hierarchy, a future unfold, Spirits of freedom, love untold. Cosmic evolution, cycles complete, Humanity's journey, a rhythm sweet.