The mist-creations I will tend for thee That they may not when conscious guide thy will; That will I unto cosmic light entrust Wherein they form the heat thy nature needs.
ASTRID: (Figure like an angel, robed in bright violet, with blue wings.)
I beam forth clear and wondrous life of stars To beings, that they may make forms therefrom. They to thine earthly body shall give strength, From knowledge far, but near to heart's intent.
LUNA: (Figure like an angel, robe of blue and red, with orange wings.)
The weighty being, they with toil create, In thy sense-body will I later hide; That thou mayst not in thought turn it to ill And thus stir up a storm in earthly life.
The three were speaking to me sunshine's words, They work for me where I can see them work. Full many figures are they fashioning; I feel an impulse by soul-power to change Them with design, and make them one with me. Awake in me, O royal solar power That by resistance I may dim thy might; Desire brought from moon ages moves me thus. A golden glow now stirs, I feel its warmth, And silver sheen, forth-spraying though yet cold; Awake, Mercurial longing, once again And wed my severed cosmic self to me.
Well do I feel that once again a part Is formed from out that picture, which I here From cosmic spirit forces must create.
On that far shore of souls I see emerge A picture that ne'er touched my being yet Since I escaped the clutch of earthly life. It rays out grace and soothes with soft appeal. The warming glow of wisdom streams therefrom, And clarifying light gives to my soul. Could I but make this picture one with me I should attain what I am thirsting for. Yet know I not the power which could avail To make this picture active in my sphere.
That which two earth-lives gave thee thou must feel. One, many years ago, slid gently by In earnest effort; later on thou hadst One by ambition soiled; which must be fed With strengthening grace descending from the first, That Jupiter's fire-souls may be revealed Within the circle of thy spirit-sight. Then shalt thou feel that wisdom strengthens thee. Then will the picture, which thou see'st afar Upon the borders of thy soul's expanse, Be set at liberty to come to thee.
I needs must be indebted to the soul That now prepares for being, since it shows A warning picture in my soul's expanse.