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CHANT OF THE STARS
















































































Your reason is the fruit of life, your love is
creation’s mystery;
O form of dust, welcome to this side of the world of
dimensions!
Venus and Moon and Jupiter are rivals on your
account,
445
for one glance from you there’s a great jostle of
manifestations.
On the road to the Beloved there are revelations ever fresh
and new;
the man of true yearning and desire yields not his heart to
the All.
Life is truth and purity, life is quickening and surging;
gallop from eternity to eternity; life is the Kingdom of God.
450
Unto the passion of minstrelsy give leave to clamour and
riot,
give wine again to profligate and censor, wine pitcher on
pitcher.
Syria and Iraq, India and Persia are accustomed to the
sugarcane;
give to the sugar-cane’s habituate the bitterness of
desire!
That it may enter upon battle with the high-billowed ocean455
give to the heart of the rivulet the joy of the swift
torrent.
The poor man is a fire, rulership and power imperial are
straw;
a naked sword is ample enough for the august pomp of kings.
The drumming of the dervish, Alexander’s clamorous
vanity—
the one is the rapture of Moses, the other the Samiri’s
conjuring.
460
The one slays with a glance, the other slays with an army;
the one is all peace and amity, the other is all war and
wrangling.
Both were conquerors of the world, both sought immortality,
the one by the guidance of violence, the other guided by
love.
Bring the hammer-blow of the dervish, break the rampart of
Alexander;
465
renew the ancient wont of Moses, break the glamour of
wizardry!

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