The Scarlet Letter
Volume II, Number 2 | October 1994
Exhalation of Nuit
by Sr. Esoterica
The Iris bloom too soon shall pale and wither unremembered.
Yet Lady, in that transcendent moment, the Iris is
forever young and fresh
and kissed round with the nectar
from the Golden olden Cup of Eos.
Then why should we wait, who are
as the rainbow's shimmering.
caught in motion of life
it take our joy in these still vibrant tides
is yet light.
Lest we turn away and embrace the Ever Encircling
Too soon! Too soon!
Thou art the Earth Eternal and the Night!
I have seen the glimmering starlight in your eyes,
and the jade flame
that dances in your breast.
I would drink our blood-red wine of dissolution
and be unmade—the Universe our bed and body.
Be Thou Nuit!
As I am the Jewel in the soul of Ra,
and a silken pillow
for my mortal lover.
All power and all Night still silver glowing
oceans the milk of my secret heart.
Embrace me and the Sun, there
is no difference,
and in that tender burning I will soothe.
Thou art Death!
But not forever—for I am the One Who as Before
Time and Moons
and we shall find again that ancient bower
Be Thou Nuit!
For one moment of' Immortal Passion that is swiftly gone
And I will crown you with the stars, my children,
and they will sing in
silent harmonies of us,
Long after the night has faded and is lost.
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