May 26, 2023
In the sea without lees Standeth the bird of Hermes Eating his wings variable And maketh himself yet full stable When all his feathers be from him gone He standeth still here as a stone Here is now both white and red And all so the stone to quicken the dead All and some without fable Both hard and soft and malleable Understand now well and right And thank you God of this sight The bird of Hermes is my name eating my wings to make me tame. The Red Sea. The Red Sol. The Red Elixir Vitae. Red Stone. White Stone. Elixir Vitae. Luna in Crescent.
