The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

THE SHIP in his mandibles the sacred Vesica! He advances, while the women prostrate themselves, and affixes tt to the Tree, Just above the fork of the boughs. [Juxta plays a music still slow and sad, but with a central core of faith, hope and love. Joanna. Eternal home of light and love, Of life and liberty, Thou shrine of seraph, dome of dove, Soul of the sacred Tree, Ark of the sanctuary, Cup Wherein God's blood is treasured up! From the abyss thou reappearest, Thou The divinest and the dearest! Moon of our love, most wondrous womb, Mount of the Cave, red rose— Mighty as light, transcend the tomb, Thou tomb of all our woes! White moon, pale moon, chaste moon, arise Upon our smitten sanctuaries! Thou hast passed through the aquarian rages, Thou ship of all the sages! [JuLia’s music swells toapaan. Above the treets seen avainbow. Juxta. The seven colours glow upon the murk. This is the midmost moment of the Work. Joanna. Hark! Now the warders bring the bier Of their dead Master here. Chorus of unseen guardians, as in SCENE I. steel accompanies this chant. Blessed are they that bear the bier Unto the house of rest; The clash of 73