Cherubim guard the gate where earth and heaven meet,
there is no return.
She has left the garden,
searching where her head my lay.
It is the hour,
solitary in purpose, magnificent, radiant, a hush descends.
The scent is strong here,
the scent of divinity.
she surrenders to Yahweh.
The forces of heaven gather,
the consecration of power shudders through her body.
behold the manifestation of destiny.