THE EQUINOX
4.55. How infinitely subtler and nobler is the contempla—
[30
tion of
The Utmost God
Hid i’ th’ middle 0’ matter,
the inscrutable mystery of the nature of common things.
With what awe does the wise man approach a speck
of dust!
And it is this Mystery that I approach!
For Thou, Adonai, art the immanent and essential
Soul of Things ; not separate from them, or from me;
but That which is behind the shadow—show, the Cause
of
all, the
Quintessence
of All, the Transcender
of all.
And Thee I seek insistently; though Thou hide Thy-
self in the Heaven, there will I seek Thee out ; though
Thou wrap Thyself in the Flames οἵthe Abyss, even
there will I pursue Thee; Though Thou make Thee a
secret place in the Heart of the Rose or at the Arms of
the Cross that spanneth all-embracing Space; though
Thou be in the inmost part of matter, or behind the
Veil of mind; Thee will I follow; Thee will I over-
take; Thee will I gather into my being.
So thus as I chase Thee from fastness to fastness of my
brain, as Thou throwest out against me Veil after Magic
Veil of glory, or of fear, or of despair, or of desire; it
matters nothing; at the End I shall attain to Thee—
oh my Lord Adonai!
And even as the Capture is delight, is not the Chase
also delight?
For we are lovers from the Beginning,
though it pleasure Thee to play the Syrinx to my Pan.