Buck J.D. - Illumination

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Illumination

Jirah Dewey Buck

(English: Harij, Illumination)

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• Lucifer, vol. 2, no. 8, April 1888, pp. 99-100

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Illumination

I have wandered through the ages,   Comes a sigh with every breath, For my soul is tired of living,   I salute thee, Silent Death!

O, thou womanhood eternal!   Thou whose garment is the Sun, ’Tis a Star adorns thy forehead,   ’Tis the Moon thy feet rest on.

O, thou radiant soul of beauty!   With the perfume of thy breath; Every heart-throb, sweetest music,   Banishing both Fear and Death.

I have crossed the Sea of Silence,   Drifting outward toward the Sun, Soaring far above the lowlands,   On thy bosom, Radiant One!

On the bosom of Athenê,   Lulled by sacred Soma’s charms; And my weary soul hath rested,   Like an infant in thine arms.

By the heaving of thy bosom,   By the love-light in thine eyes, I am breathing the Amritâ,   Ah! ’tis only Death that dies.

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Thus I now am breathing with thee,   And our souls together run; I am melted in Athenê   As thou’rt melted in the Sun.

Space and Time no more allure me,   I have found the perfect rest; I have tasted bliss of being   In the Islands of the Blest.

Like the glory of the morning   When the light bursts o’er the sea, Is the glory of the dawning   Of Athenê’s light to me.

Resting thus upon thy bosom,   With the love-light in thine eyes, Every soul-throb is an anthem,   Floating soft through radiant skies

I have lost desire and heart-ache,   For fruition’s joy is won; Soul to soul, with no to-morrow,   Thus united, two in one.

Every passion burned to ashes;   Ashes scattered in the sea; Seas drawn up in heated vapours;   Vapours hence no more to be.

For the love-light of Athenê   Soul of soul, and soul of mine; All of thought, all bliss of being,   Two in one, and all divine.

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I have wandered through the ages,   Like a child in search of rest; Now my soul hath found Nirvana   On divine Athenê’s breast.

Harij. March 4th, 1888. U. S. A.

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