ESCHATOLOGY
The Sick-Man-of-the-North,
He lies upon a litter;
There are four stars which are four Doctors who carry him;
There are three stars which are three Doctors who follow singing;
About the Star-which-Never-Moves they circle——
So it has been,
So it shall be, while the World lasts.
The Spirit-Star-of-the-South,
He was not so high in the heavens when Life was created;
His station was appointed him,
It was lower in the heavens:
He steals upward,
He steals northward, as the World grows older.
The White-Pathway-of-Souls,
It is like a bow laid athwart the night;
The souls of the departed journey southward over it....
When the Doctors cease their singing,
When the Spirit Star has reached a certain height, stealthily,
Will not He-of-the-North journey as they have journeyed——
Southward?
Then the Star-that-Never-Moves will be seen no more;
Then men will be seen no more.