The home of God, as it to me appears, Is the Great Spirit Sun, whence emanate All things beheld by scientists and seers-- The births of countless myriads of years Wherein the sexual forces procreate The suns and universes, and the forms That naturally fill each vast estate, Preparing, through each sun that lights and warms, Abodes for future life's innumerable swarms. 8. God is a highly conjugated Pair, Once lowly born and dwelling on some earth So far remote that no one may declare Or comprehend the stretch of time, or dare To picture them at the domestic hearth, Where first they felt the flame of love divine To which their dawning future gave the birth; Then through their consciousness began to shine Their vast unfolding, as their lives should intertwine. 9. They too sprang from a God who had before Been born as they, and like to them did grow A Mutual Pair, unfolding Being's door For earthly suns and planets to outpour And then become with light and life aglow; As closer still their sexual union grew, Life and intelligence unfolded more, Until the Pair we call our God, with due And orderly succession, sprang to earthly view. 10. They lived and died, as men and women now Are seen to live and die, in earthly sense; They entered spirit life, and then the vow Of love renewed was made, and on each brow The blazing star of faith shone most intense; They rose to higher spheres, and all aglow They moved in Love's own aura, issuing hence And forming round them in a glorious bow, Until a sun began its radiance to throw. 11. The elements of Being evermore Joined in a closer union, as they must; As they recede, they form a darksome shore Like what remained when earthly life was o'er And the God-Pair behind them left their dust; Upon this outer sphere, surrounding all, The only sphere where burneth selfish lust, The inner heat of Life began to fall And suns to burn and throw off earthly ball on ball. 12. Thus came our universe with all its stars, Its suns and planets--all that these contain; Our earth rolls on among the planet-cars, Freighted with life and death, with peace and wars, With all the good and evil in its train; And we, the tiny mortals struggling here, Hoping and fearing, vexing heart and brain, Have much our weary, drooping souls to cheer-- For what is mystery now will soon be plain and clear. 13.