I Am
Omphallos
I am the
Living Tree, my fruit is sweet.
The
Pillar of the World, round the stars spin
I am the
Hedon-Serpent whose bite men greet
I am
Father, Phallus, Sovereign King. Ah Min!
I am the
Light of the World, the rising and setting Sun,
Whose
light within all men I penetrate
The roar
of the lion, the rise of the eagle, the hart in run
The call
of the Universe for the soul’s eternal mate.
Lord of
the Forest, Sylvan God,
Men on
bended knee do sing,
And when
fed the flesh of the Holy Rod
Men
proclaim Cock as King.
I am Eros’
arrows and the Huntsman’s Spear
I am
Bacchus’ thyrsus and Arthur’s Sword
Ruler of
the Eternal Day and Master of the Revolving Year
I am the
Rising, Coming, Resting, Dying Lord.
I am the
Holy Progenitor, Breeder of the Whole,
The Beginning
and End of all Manifest Joy
Most expressed
betwixt the body and soul
Of
Bearing Mother or Devoted Boy.
Penetrating
in body, heart or mind,
I seek
those whose selves are made of prayer,
And when
in my search, an open temple I find,
My truest
glory in its darkness I do bear.
Hear the
Phallic call to worship, O Men of Earth,
Know the
joy your Cocks do bring,
Whether
for pleasure or to bring children to birth,
Alpha and
Omega, from beginning to End, all shall know that Cock is King.
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