The Divine Adventure etc. (Works vol. 4)

a hazel. The water was of so dark a brown that we knew it was of a great depth, and,

ay. Nearer us, the water mirrored a mountain-ash heavy with ruddy clusters. That long, feathery foliage, that reddening fruit, hung i

lad to rest. With us we had brought oat

interval, "that dreamers of old called to Connla, and Connla h

" whispered th

d, and stared into the

nnla! Who

l across windless past

than all age, for my youth is Wisdom; and I am y

e mortal moment from hourless time. The Soul himself could not hear, or see, or even remember, be

ter we had lain a long while pondering what that voice had uttered, th

oked curiou

rein we have share

my dream 'The Sons of Joy.' If you or the Body

dreamed it. But I would call i

he Will, "The S

he Soul, looking

It was then that I saw a multitude of tall and lovely figures, men and women, all rose-crowned, and the pale, beautiful faces of the women with lips like rose-leaves. They were singing. It was the Song of Delight. I, too, sang. And as I sang, I wondered, for I thought that the eyes of those about me were heavy with love and dreams, as though each had been pierced with a shadowy thorn. But still the song rose, and I knew that the flowers in the grass breathed to it, and that the vast slow cadence of the stars was its majestic measure. Th

was my

oul s

I dreamed," he mu

rning, beheld a multitude of human beings. All were sorrowful; many were heavy with weariness and despair; all suffered from some gri

m, asking whithe

to the Grave,' cam

tiful that the radiance of the light upon his brow lit that shoreless multitu

the dark road behind the Grave, I saw the

ys traversed the universe, wherein suns and moons and st

a myriad of bright and beautiful beings. I could see that some were souls re-born, some were lov

the Son

was my

a few moments. T

he Body's, and another as the Soul's.

ed the stars into a continuous dazzle, I heard the honk of the wild

eye I was beyond the las

n. Then, far before me, I saw an immense semi-circle of divine figures, tall, wonderful, clothed with moonfire,

as I drifted through them

aughing Gods,'

ce, I saw again a vast concourse stretching crescent-wise from east to west: taller, mo

as I went past them lik

s who laugh not,

ker in the pale sheen far behind, I saw again a vast concourse stretching crescent-wise from east to west. They were taller still; th

, as I went past them l

e Gods,' th

strils the salt smell of the sea, and, listening, I

was my

ways to be thus ... that we might dream one dream, confusedly real, confusedly unreal, when we three were on

searching revelation in this new and one dream than in any of the three separately. I pondered this, trying to remember: but the deepest dreams are always unrememberable, and leave only a fragrance, a sound as of a quiet footfall

s of air into the great river of the wind ... and there were three, not one, each staring daze