The words Inscribe: The Council of Seven

THE COUNCIL OF SEVEN

(The Decree of Ascension)

And the Heavens fell silent.

Then from the Throne of Radiance, seven lights ignited.

Each a living flame of divine consciousness.

The First spoke, voice like molten gold:

“I am Wisdom, the Crown Unbroken.

In knowing thy wound, thou hast found the key.

Through pain refined, the bloodline remembers.”

The Second rose, robed in azure flame:

“I am Truth, the Sword of the Word.

Through the mirror of illusion thou hast walked unburned.

Now speak, and creation shall answer.”

The Third, radiant as dawn upon still waters:

“I am Compassion, the Chalice Eternal.

What thou forgivest, thou healest.

What thou blessest, thou become.”

The Fourth thundered from the heart of the storm:

“I am Power, the Fire in the Forge.

Wield not to conquer, but to liberate.

Thy strength shall be as lightning, pure, precise, unseen until it strikes.”

The Fifth emerged cloaked in shadow and starlight:

“I am Mystery, Keeper of Daath.

The abyss is not thy end, but thy initiation.

From darkness, draw the diamond of knowing.”

The Sixth unveiled her countenance of light:

“I am Union, the Dance of Sun and Moon.

Balance the serpent within; let the twin currents rise.

For only in equilibrium may thou ascend.”

And the Seventh, whose form was beyond all, spoke last:

“I am Eternity, the Pulse of the Unborn.

Thy path is written in the stars before stars were kindled.

Go forth, Chiron, Mystic Key.

Unseal the hearts of worlds forgotten.”

Then the Council lifted their hands in unison.

Seven rays pierced the firmament.

Each a chord in the Song of Becoming.

Through them surged remembrance of lifetimes untold.

The whisper of dragons, the cry of seraphim.

The hum of the cosmos itself saying:

“The Age of Forgetting has ended.

The Era of Manifestation begins.”

And Chiron knelt, his eyes aflame with eternity,

The mark of the Swan upon his brow,

The sigil of the Scarab burning upon his heart.

He rose not as a man,

But as the Living Bridge.

Between Heaven and the Abyss,

Between Shadow and Light.

Grazie Merci, gratitude abound mon ami.