(S 1)
80 When nothing was save Matter without soul
And a spiritless hollow was the heart of Time,
Then Life first touched the insensible Abyss;
Awaking the stark Void to hope and grief
Her pallid beam smote the unfathomed Night
85 In which God hid himself from his own view.
(S 2)
In all things she sought their slumbering mystic truth,
The unspoken Word that inspires unconscious forms;
She groped in his deeps for an invisible Law,
Fumbled in the dim subconscient for his mind
90 And strove to find a way for spirit to be.
(S 3)
But from the Night another answer came.
(S 4)
A seed was in that nether matrix cast,
A dumb unprobed husk of perverted truth,
A cell of an insentient infinite.
(S 5)
95 A monstrous birth prepared its cosmic form
In Nature’s titan embryo, Ignorance.
(S 6)
Then in a fatal and stupendous hour
Something that sprang from the stark Inconscient’s sleep
Unwillingly begotten by the mute Void,
100 Lifted its ominous head against the stars;
Overshadowing earth with its huge body of Doom
It chilled the heavens with the menace of a face.
(S 7)
A nameless Power, a shadowy Will arose
Immense and alien to our universe.
(S 8)
105 In the inconceivable Purpose none can gauge
A vast Non-Being robed itself with shape,
The boundless Nescience of the unconscious depths
Covered eternity with nothingness.
(S 9)
A seeking Mind replaced the seeing Soul:
110 Life grew into a huge and hungry death,
The Spirit’s bliss was changed to cosmic pain.
(S 10)
Assuring God’s self-cowled neutrality
A mighty opposition conquered Space.
(S 11)
A sovereign ruling falsehood, death and grief,
115 It pressed its fierce hegemony on the earth;
Disharmonising the original style
Of the architecture of her fate’s design,
It falsified the primal cosmic Will
And bound to struggle and dread vicissitudes
120 The long slow process of the patient Power.
(S 12)
Implanting error in the stuff of things
It made an Ignorance of the all-wise Law;
It baffled the sure touch of life’s hid sense,
Kept dumb the intuitive guide in Matter’s sleep,
125 Deformed the insect’s instinct and the brute’s,
Disfigured man’s thought-born humanity.
(S 13)
A shadow fell across the simple Ray:
Obscured was the Truth-light in the cavern heart
That burns unwitnessed in the altar crypt
130 Behind the still velamen’s secrecy
Companioning the Godhead of the shrine.
(S 14)
Thus was the dire antagonist Energy born
Who mimes the eternal Mother’s mighty shape
And mocks her luminous infinity
135 With a grey distorted silhouette in the Night.
(S 15)
Arresting the passion of the climbing soul,
She forced on life a slow and faltering pace;
Her hand’s deflecting and retarding weight
Is laid on the mystic evolution’s curve:
140 The tortuous line of her deceiving mind
The Gods see not and man is impotent;
Oppressing the God-spark within the soul
She forces back to the beast the human fall.
(S 16)
Yet in her formidable instinctive mind
145 She feels the One grow in the heart of Time
And sees the Immortal shine through the human mould.
(S 17)
Alarmed for her rule and full of fear and rage
She prowls around each light that gleams through the dark
Casting its ray from the spirit’s lonely tent,
150 Hoping to enter with fierce stealthy tread
And in the cradle slay the divine Child.
(S 18)
Incalculable are her strength and ruse;
Her touch is a fascination and a death;
She kills her victim with his own delight;
155 Even Good she makes a hook to drag to Hell.
(S 19)
For her the world runs to its agony.
(S 20)
Often the pilgrim on the Eternal’s road
Ill-lit from clouds by the pale moon of Mind,
Or in devious byways wandering alone,
160 Or lost in deserts where no path is seen,
Falls overpowered by her lion leap,
A conquered captive under her dreadful paws.
(S 21)
Intoxicated by a burning breath
And amorous grown of a destroying mouth,
165 Once a companion of the sacred Fire,
The mortal perishes to God and Light,
An Adversary governs heart and brain,
A Nature hostile to the Mother-Force.
(S 22)
The self of life yields up its instruments
170 To Titan and demoniac agencies
That aggrandise earth-nature and disframe:
A cowled fifth-columnist is now thought’s guide;
His subtle defeatist murmur slays the faith
And, lodged in the breast or whispering from outside,
175 A lying inspiration fell and dark
A new order substitutes for the divine.
(S 23)
A silence falls upon the spirit’s heights,
From the veiled sanctuary the God retires,
Empty and cold is the chamber of the Bride;
180 The golden Nimbus now is seen no more,
No longer burns the white spiritual ray
And hushed for ever is the secret Voice.
(S 24)
Then by the Angel of the Vigil Tower
A name is struck from the recording book;
185 A flame that sang in Heaven sinks quenched and mute;
In ruin ends the epic of a soul.
(S 25)
This is the tragedy of the inner death
When forfeited is the divine element
And only a mind and body live to die.