As Adam (53)

“Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.”

As Adam (52)

“When you come upon a path
that brings benefit
and happiness to all,
follow this course
as the moon
journeys through the stars.”

“Dark Mother! Always gliding near with soft feet, / Have none chanted for Thee a chant of fullest welcome?”

“Tumult and peace, the darkness and the light—”

“Oh! where are thy beauties, my lover? / And where is thy dark flowing hair?”