All That Comes Returns The Same, They Come And Flow Together. In the sea of mortality there is a branch of righteousness. That this branch may become immortal. From this branch, comes understanding and wisdom, ye knowledge has raised its head in attention.
They do not lack nor will they be faint for all those that choose righteousness. Love is their quiver, strength and longevity the bow, the arrow is the fruit of the tree of life and the seed within it.
Go, and spread the word of YAH and give life to the earth once again, tho she waxes old. Fill her with truth and be the Seed Of YAHAYAH. Abounding continually in the knowledge of Truth and the Love thereof. Speak Onto The Hills, Whisper into the echoes of the rain and the quiet hum of the sleet of snow, “YAHAYAH REIGNS”.
Remind the earth of what it once was, speak life onto it that it returns again.
Remind the living creature and the rock of its shine.
Remind the dew of earth of the waters of life and be in remembrance of the covenant of your righteous Heritage.
Say onto the grey headed “May YAHAYAH give thee longevity” and say unto the young one, “May YAHAYAH give you understanding.”
Say unto the disciplined, “May YAHAYAH give you wisdom”, say unto the learning “May YAHAYAH have mercy.”
Oh how magnificent is the grey hair of the Ancient of Days and the beauty of the Youth of YAHAYAH. How patient his child and the glow of righteousness about his being and this garments a stream of the extension of his nobility. How sharp is the sword of the Child of YAHAYAH and how Glorious is the Word of YAHAYAH that pour out from him.
This child shall be favoured above all and the precious stream that abounds from them will be not just silver, gold or silk. Not lace or tapestry or spice or herb and tree. Not the precious jewel nor the abundance of the earth but the everlasting manifestation of The Most Highs Light.
Ye how beautiful is one of this fold.