THE EQUINOX
Until the Voice vibrate!
Until it pierce my Depth;
Look not on High!
Look not Beneath!
For thou wilt find a life which is as Death: or a Death
which should be infinite.
For Thou art submitted to the Four: Five thou shalt find,
but Seven is lone and far.
O Lord God, let Thy Spirit hither unto me!
For I am lost in the night of infinite pain: no hope: no
God: no resurrection: no end: I fall: I fear.
O Saviour of the World, bruise Thou my Head with Thy
foot to save the world, that once again I touch Him whom I
slew, that in my death I feel the radiance and the heat of the
moving of Thy Robes!
Let us alone! What have we to do with Thee, Thou Jesus
of Nazareth?
Go! Go!
If I keep silence—Or if I speak each word is anguish
without hope.
And I heard the Aethyr cry aloud “Return! Return!
Return! For the work is ended; and the Book is shut; and
let the glory be to God the Blessed for ever in the Aeons,
Amen.” Thus far is the voice of TEX and no more.
Tue Cry OF THE TWENTY AND NINTH AIRE OR AETHYR,
WHICH IS CALLED RII
The sky appears covered with stars of gold; the background
is of green. But the impression is also of darkness.
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