And we are the most high.
But love is beyond our questioning,
And love outsoars our song.
Sed God
Seek you a distant orb,
And would not sider this star
Where your sinelanted?
There is re in space
Save where self is wedded to self,
Ay filling our hands to shame our lips.
The most distant is the most near.
And where beauty is, there are all things.
Oh, lofty dreaming brother,
Return to us from times dim borderland!
Unlace your feet from no-where and no-when,
And dwell with us in this security
Which your hand iwined with ours
Has builded stone upon stone.
Cast off your mantle of brooding,
And rade us, masters of the youh green and warm.
First God
Eternal Altar! Wouldst thou ihis night
A god for sacrifice?
Now then, I e, and ing I offer up
My passion and my pain.
Lo, there is the dancer, carved out of our a eagerness,
And the singer is g mine own songs unto the wind.
And in that dang and in that singing
A god is slain within me.
My god-heart within my human ribs
Shouts to my god-heart in mid-air.
The human pit that wearied me calls to divinity.
The beauty that we have sought from the beginning
Calls unto divinity.
I heed, and I have measured the call,
And now I yield.
Beauty is a path that leads to self self-slain.
Beat your strings
I will to walk the path.
It stretches ever to another dawn.
Third God
Love triumphs.
The white and green of love beside a lake,
And the proud majesty of love in tower or baly;
Love in a garden or in the desert untrodden,
Love is our lord and master.
It is not a wanton decay of the flesh,
Nor the crumbling of desire
When desire and self are wrestling;
Nor is it flesh that takes arms against the spir
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