Cipher Tau Triad 4.2

A supreme unveiling: An unveiling of Life, an unveiling of Love.

Not a whit, we defy augury: There’s a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, ’tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the readiness is all: since no man has aught of what he leaves, what is’t to leave betimes?

-Hamlet, Prince of Denmark (Act V)

The shine of thy Sun!
Sheen of her own heat
Sweat of her traveling ewers
Of mercy of love of happiness
Lost in his law his strength
His lock step of order and
Heaviest weight of golden crown
Sweetest wine stains her lips
Her breath ponderous
Her breast laid open
Before the wheel of time the
Renewed cast of his steel
Without restraint without sorrow
Without her will to quiet his
Passions of judgement of virtue
Known only to they in secret
Whispering beneath the turn
Of fortunes written in sand
Blown through fire in
The shade of thy Sun!
The Sun of thy silence!
Cold glittering jewel
Iced cups overflowing with
Lamentation and dirge
And a maze illusory disorder
Syncopation planned pathway
Film of the Last Heaven
The bitter sting of her kisses
Her hips rising up, starving
Her heart closed around, strangling
Before the wheel of existence the
Defiled stench of his sex
Without restraint without kindness
Without her presence to balance
His excess and mystery
Known only to keen lightning
Crashed to the dark earth
Of fortunes written in twilight
Needle stinging of ice in
The setting of thy Sun!

{4 20 90}
{114 = (2)(3)(19)}
Weeping
Grace
Science
The Demons of Yesod
Masculine — Feminine — Love — Chance

Aren’t they a pair, these royals joined by the Wheel?