THE EQUINOX
And I answered and said: I am a creature of earth, and ye
would have me swim.
And the voice said: Thy fear is known; thine ignorance is
known; thy weakness is known; but thou art nothing in this
matter. Shall the grain which is cast into the earth by the
hand of the sower debate within itself, saying, am I oats or
barley? Bond-slave of the curse, we give nothing, we take all.
Be thou content. That which thou art, thou art. Be content.
And now the lion passeth over through the Aethyr with
the crowned beast upon his back, and the tail of the lion goes
on instead of stopping, and on each hair of the tail is some-
thing or other—sometimes a little house, sometimes a planet,
at other times a town. Then there is a great plain with
soldiers fighting upon it, and an enormously high mountain
carved into a thousand temples, and more houses and fields
and trees, and great cities with wonderful buildings in them,
statues and columns and public buildings generally. This goes
on and on and on and on and on and on and on—all on the
hairs of this lion’s tail.
And then there is the tuft of his tail, which is like a comet,
but the head is a new universe, and each hair streaming away
from it is a Milky Way.
And then there is a pale stern figure, enormous, enormous,
bigger than all that universe is, in silver armour, with a sword
and a pair of balances. That is only vague. All has gone
into stone-gray, blank.
There is nothing.
AIN EL HajeEL.
November 25, 1909. 8.40-9.40 p.m.
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