Before the beginning
Chaos reigned in the infinities
Countenance beheld not countenance
In balanced equilibrium.
Creation followed creation
In unsustained furies

Until one Brother held forth the
Vestments of honor
In his essence, the maze of Self was solved
In him, countenance beheld countenance
In balanced glory

Bliss flowed forth in undulating waves of joy
The sustained spiral of creation
Hewed forth into being
The Brothers flocked to pay homage
And obeisance before the Master
The waves of bliss spread unto all willing
That they might sup upon
The crystalline dew

They descended into Him
And moved about the pathways
To behold the law of the maze
Brother communicated unto Brother
The golden essence of truth
Countenance beheld countenance
In the splendored visage of balance

Brothers became lost in the maze
Others descended to lend aid
The sustained creation was maintained
In balance against
The folly of the fallen Brothers
Sustained creation shall remain sustained
Until all Brothers in infinity stand
Hallowed by the blissful countenance
Of balanced being