Resurrection.

Not that I won't

Not that I'm unyielding

But that I'm simply incapable

Of conformity

Of demure acquiescence 

To the wanton lusts 

Concocted by Baal 

Or to Mammon's gluttony

I'm hitherto taken up

By magnific thoughts

Of The I Am

Not that I'm untouched

Nor that I'm unsullied

But that I'm prepossessed

By my impending union

With the Trinity

When I am become Divinity

I, a part of this globe 

I, yet apart from it

'Cause I left my consciousness

All my treasures too 

In the 6th 

In a place I yearn

Beyond space's tip 

Past the firmament

Where Yahweh dwells.