THE EQUINOX
I did it. How? So great and grim
The Gods are, I may never guess.
Suffice it, on his mouth I swim
A drowning dastard. The caress
Wakes the lost life. I see him dress
The godhead. Up he bounds and brays :—
The wild ass of the wilderness,
The soul that sees, the soul that slays !
Inhabit the untrodden ways ;
Set! Thou my god and I thy priest,
Thy temple hidden in the haze
Of deserts death to god or beast!
Thou who art both shalt foin and feast
With me who am both, thy hate’s co-heir,
Lord of the West and of the East—
The scorpion’s hole, the lion’s lair!
I kissed his mouth—sublime despair !
Our souls were one ; our bodies met—
Yea! darkness cover everywhere
The secret of the House of Set!
Arys CUSACK.