The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING YESOD Hail, thou full moon, O flame of amethyst| Stupendous mountain on whose shoulders rest The Eight Above. More stable is my crest Than thine—and nowI pierce thee, veil of mist! Even as an arrow from the war-bow springs I leap—my life is set with loftier things. I match, &c. Samecu (and the crossing of the Path of Pe) Now swift, thou azure shaft of fading fire, Pierce through the rainbow! Swift, O swift! how streams The world by! Let Sandalphon and his quire Of Angels ward me! Ho! what planet beams This angry ray? Thy swords, thy shields, thy spears! Thy chariots and thy horsemen, Lord! Showered spheres Of meteors war and blaze; but I am I, Horus himself, the Torrent of the sky Aflame—I sweep the stormy seas of air Towards that great globe that hangs so golden fair. I match, &c. TIPHERETH Hail, hail, thou sun of harmony, Of beauty and of ecstasy! Thou radiance brilliant and bold! Thou ruby rose, thou cross of gold! Hail, centre of the cosmic plan! 327