Baphomet And The High Altar

Baphomet And The High Altar

by Charles E S Fairey

Baphomet upon His Magical Throne

Thy Sacred Altar where He sits alone,

The peaceful essence all around

Upon His Head sun rays crowned.

Incense burning to His Side

Upon The Altar fairies ride,

Elves and his faithful driads dance

About this place of Nature’s romance.

Where Great Magicians leapt

To the Gods where knowledge kept,

The Secret of Thy Sacred Being

Baphomet’s veiled Eyes now All Seeing.

The Twin Pillars at its entrance

Here I sit conjuring induced trance,

To commune within Spirit Realm

Baphomet upon his Altar helm.

Here My Mind feels at peace

Where energies of spirits never cease,

The ether very thin Heaven above

This place home to His Pagans Love.

Here now and evermore, though many haven’t met

The Majestic Lord of All, Baphomet,

The High Altar, The Sun and His Horns

Where dreams and heavens are born,

And evil spirits let,

For here I Live,

Your Baphomet.