The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

THE EQUINOX THE LADDER “J will arise and go unto my Father.” MaLkuTH Dark, dark, all dark! I cower, I cringe. Only above me is a citron tinge As if some echo of red, gold, and blue Chimed on the night and let its shadow through. Yet I who am thus prisoned and exiled Am the right heir of glory, the crowned child. I match my might against my Fate’s, I gird myself to reach the ultimate shores, I arm myself the war to win :— Lift up your heads, O mighty gates | Be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors ! The King of Glory shall come in. Tau I pass from the citrine; deep indigo Is this tall column. Snakes and vultures bend Their hooded hate on him that would ascend. O may the Four avail me! Ageless woe, Fear, torture throng the threshold. Lo! The end Of matter! The Immensity of things Let loose—new laws, new beings, new conditions :-— Dire chaos; see! these new-fledged wings Fail in its vaguenesses and inanitions. Only my circle saves me from the hate Of all these monsters dead yet animate. I match, &c. 326