I am the mother !
I the speaking sea !
I am the earth
and
its fertility
!
Life, death,
love, hatred,
light, darkness, return to me—
To me!
Hathoor am I, and to my beauty drawn
All glories of the Universe
bow down,
The blossom and the mountain and
the dawn,
Fruit's blush, and woman, our creation's crown.
I am the priest, the sacrifice,
the shrine,
I am the love and life of the divine
!
Life,
death,
love, hatred,
light, darkness are surely mine-
Are mine
!
Venus
am I, the love and light of earth.
The wealth of kisses,
the delight of tears.
The barren pleasure never come
to birth.
The endless,
infinite desire of years.
I am the shrine at which thy long desire
Devoured
thee with intolerable
fire.
I was song,
music,
passion, death,
upon thy lyre —
Thy lyre !
I am the Grail and I the Glory now :
I am the flame and fuel of thy breast ;
I am the star of God upon thy brow
;
I am thy queen,
enraptured and possessed.
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