THE VISION AND THE VOICE
Yet a third time am I led to him, prostrating myself seven
times at every step. There is a perfume in the air, reflected
down even to the body of the seer. That perfume thrills his
body with an ecstasy that is like love, like sleep.
And this is the song:
I am the child of all who am the father of all, for from me
came forth all things, that I might be. Iam the fountain in
the snows, and I am the eternal sea. I am the lover, and
I am the beloved, and I am the first-fruits of their love. I am
the first faint shuddering of the light, and I am the loom
wherein night weaveth her impenetrable veil.
I am the captain of the hosts of eternity; of the swordsmen
and the spearmen and the bowmen and the charioteers. I have
led the armies of the east against the armies of the west, and
the armies of the west against the armies of the east. For I
am Peace.
My groves of olive were planted by an harlot, and my
horses were bred by a thief. I have trained my vines upon
the spears of the Most High, and with my laughter have I
slain a thousand men.
With the wine in my cup have I mixed the lightnings, and
I have carved my bread with a sharp sword.
With my folly have I undone the wisdom of the Magus,
even as with my judgments I have overwhelmed the universe.
I have eaten the pomegranate in the House of Wrath, and I
have crushed out the blood of my mother between mill-stones
to make bread.
There is nothing that I have not trampled beneath my
feet. There is nothing that I have not set a garland on my
brow. I have wound all things about my waist as a girdle. I
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