Sephiroth poem by Stefano Donno

 From highest heights to depths below,

The Sephirotic tree doth glow,

A ladder stretching to the skies,

With ten spheres that before us rise.

 

At Keter's peak, the crown sublime,

The light of Ein Sof doth shine,

A spark divine that doth ignite,

The path to heaven's purest light.

 

From there, to Hokmah's sphere we come,

Wisdom's source, the primal sum,

The light that emanates from here,

Will shape creation far and near.

 

Next, we reach the sphere of Binah,

Understanding's seat, the mother,

Her insight guides us to discern,

The truths that we so often yearn.

 

With Chesed's sphere, we find the love,

That rains down from the heavens above,

A love that's pure, a love that's true,

A love that guides us through and through.

 

Next, we come to Gevurah's might,

The power that sets the world aright,

The force that balances with care,

The forces that we often dare.

 

Then, Tiferet's sphere we see,

A place of beauty, harmony,

A place where all the spheres unite,

In perfect balance, pure and bright.

 

From here, to Netzach's sphere we go,

The sphere of victory, the glow,

That powers us to conquer all,

And rise up when we may fall.

 

Then, Hod's sphere we do discover,

The place of glory and of honor,

A place where wisdom's power shines,

And knowledge that transcends all times.

 

Finally, Yesod's sphere we find,

The gateway to the soul refined,

The place where all our dreams arise,

And we discover truth and lies.

 

At last, we reach the final sphere,

Malkuth, the world we all hold dear,

The physical realm where we abide,

And all our souls in it reside.

 

And so, the Sephirotic tree,

Reveals to us the mystery,

Of how the universe was made,

And how our lives have been portrayed.