Nymphas of Neriah

A Poem by Amduscia

The fair Pleasant, the beautiful Agreeable, the juvenile that foretells, that conjectures, as an enchanter of senseless fools, words its prophecies ready and sure.

Free and voluntary gifts of the Prince, clearness in the brightness of its light, as the inheritance, the Valley of God, praised bright, a comforter unto every Leader.

Hot anger snakes its serpent beneath the rest of every Leader, very secret, yet hoarse, dry, and hot.

Penitent, comforter of the beauty of pleasantness, the beauties of habitation's, sweet is Your Soul.

He that rests, refreshes Himself or respires amidst that which struggles or fights.

Astonishment, stupidity of helpers, as an entry-way, is given, then giving is rewarded, as the Gift of God, the Gift of a King, and of Counsel.

Separated, then crowned sanctified, as one Chosen or set apart, which moved, and is still moving to the New City, as a Child of the Lord.

Speaking seeks the budding of prophesying, as words of prophecies bud prophesy, prophesy that beholds the tears and groans of Judgment.

Speech the prophesy unto the springing, and flowing fruits of Judgment, lame and beaten before the Prince and Vow of the Lord.

Dreamers string the instruments, vale and brook, unto consolation, and the repentance of the Lord.

Comforters, penitent, made of brass, a trifling thing of brass, moving amidst the commotion of God, not weak, nor yet slacked.

Diminished and torn in pieces, opening that already opened, as a new-tilled land or lamp.

The great man, the hero, My light, the light of the Lamp of the Lord, given and offered Gifts of the Lord.

A conqueror, strong within His standing-place, budding, and prophesying the Barker of prophesy, as the growing of a tooth.

Victorious is the victory of the people of the Conqueror, the city of victory.

The black Leopard of bitterness and rebellion, rescued from danger, a danger handsome and agreeable in standards, as the flight of a Miracle, the proof of temptation, delicately stirring up the forbidding.

Ornaments of witness of the Lord, rest within the consolation of such motion, or discourse of prophesy, as it barks and yelps as a vagabond or fugitive vowing of His Own accord.

Brightness rests as a guide, in clearness of prosperity, an eternal honeycomb, or anything that distills or drops upon the fearful binding of every Spouse and every Bridegroom.