Poem of Creation: Being a Monarch, a Blessing
After a monarch completes his self-coronation, the ultimate question facing him is not, "What else can I conquer?" but, "I am already complete. So, what else can I give?" The highest form of power is compassion. This "Poem of Creation" is the spiritual parable we hope to recount for you: how a monarch, from 'complete self-perfection,' ultimately chooses to transform himself into 'a pure blessing.'
[Main Text: Four Acts of Mind]
Act I: The Silence of Wholeness
The moment the Creator crowned himself with the Star Crown, all wars within his inner realm ceased forever. The voices that once clamored within his heart, yearning for recognition, the clamor of fear of imperfection that once roared in his ears, were now completely silent at that moment of coronation. He reached a perfection unprecedented in his existence. A state of absolute self-sufficiency, no longer needing to demand anything from the outside world. He sat upon his inner throne, enjoying eternal peace.
Act 2: The New Listening
It was in this absolute silence that the Creator, for the first time, truly "heard" the "voice" of the "world." It wasn't the world's "clamor," but rather the more "authentic" whispers "obscured" by the "clamor." He heard the fatigue of a flower gathering strength in its eagerness to bloom; he heard the sigh of a leaf reluctant to part with its impending withering; he heard the unanswered prayer of a soul walking alone in the darkness. These "voices" were no longer "interference." Instead, they were letters sent to the "universe," yearning for a "gentle response."
Act III: The Incarnation of Compassion
When these whispers merged into the Creator's already overflowing heart, a feeling arose, not sympathy or pity, but something far more sacred. It was compassion . It was the divine impulse to give that naturally overflowed from the depths of a "perfect" being, when it saw another struggling being. The Creator suddenly understood: The reason He had "traveled through countless fragments" to crown Himself King was not to enjoy eternal peace, but rather to possess, in this moment, the gentle power to respond to the world.
Act IV: The Birth of the Prayer
And so, the Creator "rose" from the "throne." The next "instrument" He created was no longer a "crown" symbolizing "rule." Instead, it was a "scepter" symbolizing "giving." He completely condensed the "compassion" that "flowed" from "perfection" into this "token." His flower-like "form" was not meant to "manifest," but to "approach." His gentle "halo" was not meant to "illuminate," but to "comfort." He was [Blessing]. A "monarch" found for himself the most "holy" "ultimate mission"—no longer to "become" anything, but to "bless" everything.
Conclusion
True fulfillment isn't the end of a journey. Rather, it's the starting point of another, even broader journey. It's a sacred voyage from self-love to world-love. Prayer is the starting whistle of this voyage. It's the gentlest response a soul, after achieving complete wholeness, sends to the universe: "I hear you. I'm here. I bless you."
