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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341517" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sîva</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mors Janua Vitae.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I am the God of the sensuous fire <br>That moulds all Nature in forms divine; <br>The symbols of death and of man’s desire, <br>The springs of change in the world, are mine; <br>The organs of birth and the circlet of bones,<br>And the light loves carved on the temple stones. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am the lord of delights and pain, <br>Of the pest that killeth, of fruitful joys; <br>I rule the currents of heart and vein; <br>A touch gives passion, a look destroys;<br>In the heat and cold of my lightest breath <br>Is the might incarnate of Lust and Death. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">If a thousand altars stream with blood <br>Of the victims slain by the chanting priest, <br>Is a great God lured by the savoury food?<br>I reck not of worship, or song, or feast; <br>But that millions perish, each hour that flies, <br>Is the mystic sign of my sacrifice. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ye may plead and pray for the millions born; <br>They come like dew on the morning grass;<br>Your vows and vigils I hold in scorn, <br>The soul stays never, the stages pass; <br>All life is the play of the power that stirs <br>In the dance of my wanton worshippers. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the strong swift river my shrine below<br>It runs, like man, its unending course <br>To the boundless sea from eternal snow; <br>Mine is the Fountain—and mine the Force <br>That spurs all nature to ceaseless strife; <br>And my image is Death at the gates of Life.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In many a legend and many a shape, <br>In the solemn grove and the crowded street, <br>I am the Slayer, whom none escape; <br>I am Death trod under a fair girl’s feet; <br>I govern the tides of the sentient sea<br>That ebbs and flows to eternity. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the sum of the thought and the knowledge of man <br>Is the secret tale that my emblems tell; <br>Do ye seek God’s purpose, or trace his plan? <br>Ye may read your doom in my parable:<br>For the circle of life in its flower and its fall <br>Is the writing that runs on my temple wall.… </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let my temples fall, they are dark with age, <br>Let my idols break, they have stood their day; <br>On their deep hewn stones the primeval sage<br>Has figured the spells that endure alway; <br>My presence may vanish from river and grove, <br>But I rule for ever in Death and Love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alfred+Comyn+Lyall">Alfred Comyn Lyall</a><div class=q>
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I am the God of the sensuous fire 
That moulds all Nature in forms divine; 
The symbols of death and of man’s desire, 
The springs of change in the world, are mine; 
The organs of birth and the circlet of bones,
And the light..."></div>
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