I know a hidden well of clearest water. Naught but the coping of delicate pink onyx is visible until the secret spring be touched. Then beware! For above the entrance hangs a fiery sword. Few find this Well or know its Secret; there are but two roads leading thereto. From the broad Mountain summit we may search the slopes for a vision of the Woodland Delta where grow the Trees of Eternity, or we may journey through the Valley between the Ivory Hills – if we fear not the purple shadows and the black pit-fall. From Thee we came; to Thee may we return, O Well of Living Stars!
From “XXXI Hymns to the Star Goddess”
By Frater ACHAD
Charles Stansfeld Jones (1886–1950)
(Private picture)
