 | The collected poems of Arthur Edward Waite |  |
THE BRIDAL JOURNEY
He call'd her with a mighty cry:—
“Come forth! I need thee, eye to eye!”
Then all of mortal life she set
Aside thereat and, featly, came—
A virgin soul of purest flame:
Their deep eyes met.
“Come forth! I need thee, eye to eye!”
Then all of mortal life she set
Aside thereat and, featly, came—
A virgin soul of purest flame:
Their deep eyes met.
From out her house of flesh came she;
He stood, a spirit grandly free
From mortal veil and bond.
They left their bodies side by side—
The blessed bridegroom and the bride—
And soar'd beyond.
He stood, a spirit grandly free
From mortal veil and bond.
They left their bodies side by side—
The blessed bridegroom and the bride—
And soar'd beyond.
The paths of light their presence own
And zones beyond the starry zone;
A light outshining suns for them
Is granted as a diadem;
And, where no mortal steps have trod,
They follow the high quest of God.
And zones beyond the starry zone;
A light outshining suns for them
Is granted as a diadem;
And, where no mortal steps have trod,
They follow the high quest of God.
| The collected poems of Arthur Edward Waite | |