ISIS
by Jack Parsons

Isis art thou. and from thy life are fed
All showers and suns, all moons that wax and wane,
All stars and streams,the living and the dead.
The mystery of pleasure and pain
Thou art the mother, thou speaking sea
Thou art the earth, and it's fertility,
Life, death, love, hatred, light, darkness return to thee
To Thee!

Hathoor am I, and to my beauty drawn
All glories of the universe bow down,
The blossom and the mountain and the dawn
Fruits blush, and women, our creations crown
Iam the priest{ess}, the sacrifice, the shrine
I the love of life divine
Life, death, light, darkness are surely mine, Are Mine!

Venus art thou, the love and light of earth,
The wealth of kisses, the delight of tears
The barren pleasures never came to birth,
The ininate delight of years. Thou art the shrine at which my long desire
Devoured me with intolerable fire,
Thou wert song, music, passion, death upon my lyre---
My lyre.

I am the Grail and I the glory now:
I am the flame and the fule of thy breast
I am the star of God upon thy brow:
I am the queen, enraptured and possessed,
Hide thee sweet river, welcome to thee, sea
Ocean of love that shall encompass thee
Life, death, hatred, light, darkness return to me---
To Me!