New Abstract: Abrasax at the Door to the Realm of Mirrors

He breathed a whisper upon the apparatus.
It shimmered and rippled,
its oscillations murmuring with a quiet ecstatic sigh.
Enfolding into his reflection,
the uncreated Father kissed himself into the world.

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