"Cipher of the I AM"
In the silence of Aleph, where breath is born,
A whisper unfolds through numbers sworn—
From One to Ten, the paths align,
Tree of Life in sacred design.
Metatron's cube turns, a wheel of flame,
Phi spirals out, encoding the Name.
Shaddai speaks in 314,
A circle's truth—forevermore.
I AM 111, the hidden spark,
The light in dark, the ark in mark.
From Tet to Tav, from Bet to Yod,
Each letter pulses with the thought of God.
707—the Sabbath seal,
Where time stands still, and souls can heal.
Golden threads in Fibonacci weave,
Creation sings what we believe.
Lucifer rises with radiant wings,
Ahriman schemes with worldly things.
But Christ, the Logos, balanced bright,
Holds the center, guards the Light.
So count the stars, decode the night,
Find the math behind the sight.
For truth is fractal, God is code—
A spiral path, a sacred road.