ADMONITION OF THE MARTIAN
PROPHETESSWomen! Mothers! Sisters! | 2045 |
How long shall we live like fond darlings? | |
To be a darling here is to be a victim, | |
to be a darling is to be dominated and deprived. | |
We idly comb out our tresses | |
and think of men as our prey; | 2050 |
but man is a hunter in the guise of a quarry | |
and circles about you to lasso you. | |
His swooning ardours are but cunning and deceit, | |
cunning and deceit his anguish and agony and yearning. | |
Though that infidel makes a shrine of you, | 2055 |
he causes you to suffer much anguish and grief. | |
To be his consort is a torment of life, | |
union with him is poison, separation from him sugar. | |
A twisting serpent he - flee from his coils, | |
do not pour his poisons into your blood. | 2060 |
Maternity pales the cheeks of mothers; | |
O happy, to be free and without husband! | |
The divine revelation comes to me continuously | |
augmenting the delight I have in faith. | |
The time has come when by a miracle of science | 2065 |
it is possible to see the foetus within the body; | |
from lifes field you may gather a harvest | |
of sons and daughters exactly as you choose, | |
and if the foetus accords not with our desire | |
it is the essence of religion ruthlessly to slay it. | 2070 |
After this age other ages will come | |
wherein new secrets shall be revealed; | |
the foetus will take nourishment of another kind, | |
without the night of the womb it will find the day. | |
Finally that being utterly demonic will die | 2075 |
even as died the creatures of the ancient days. | |
Tulips without scar, with skirt unstained, | |
not in need of dew, will rise from the earth. | |
Of their own accord the secrets of life will emerge, | |
lifes string will yield melodies without a plectrum. | 2080 |
Oyster dying of thirst under the sea, | |
do not accept the scatterings of April; | |
rise tip and wage war with nature, | |
that by your battling the maiden may be freed. | |
Womans unitarianism is to escape from the union of two bodies; | 2085 |
be guardian of yourself, and tangle not with men! |
Rumi
Regard the creed of this new-fangled age, | |
regard the harvest of irreligious education. | |
Love is the law and ritual of life, | |
religion the root of education; religion is love. | 2090 |
Love externally is ardent, fiery, | |
inwardly it is the Light of the Lord of the Worlds. | |
From its inward fever and glow, science and art derive, | |
science and art spring from its ingenious madness; | |
religion does not mature without Loves schooling; | 2095 |
learn religion from the company of the Lords of Love. |