"Lo I am Truth in Its ceaseless
All-Virgin dwell I where no measures
In Me is Eternity ever confiding
Void memories treasured of rapture
No birth had I, yet I will bear;
No death for Me, yet will I claim
The life of every dream-child fair
Who in Mine unborn thoughts remain.
Enthroned am I, by all unknown,
Though star-clouds in their infancy,
Or secret universe unshown,
E'en fires of human vanity.
Throughout Mine emptiness I flow,
And thus My tireless Web I spin;
Inward my brooding thoughts I throw -
Dark rays I countenance as kin.
Power to excite each strand and path
And in the Web reaction wake,
I Brother hail and name Him Math,
Whose Law may none despise nor break.
New day of Dôn, thy morn's decreed
By resolution firmly set
Of She - The One Reality,
And Her Right Hand - Arglwyd Tyghet.
Beleu Mawr, awaken Thou
At ev'ry centre of My Being,
That Thou and I may pour forth Love
Throughout My Sacred Web,
And journey far to realms as yet