<h2><SPAN name="poem52"></SPAN>TO AN ASTROLOGER</h2>
<p class="poetry">Nay, seer, I do not doubt thy mystic lore,<br/>
Nor question that the tenor of my life,<br/>
Past, present, and the future, is revealed<br/>
There in my horoscope. I do believe<br/>
That yon dead moon compels the haughty seas<br/>
To ebb and flow, and that my natal star<br/>
Stands like a stern-browed sentinel in space<br/>
And challenges events; nor lets one grief,<br/>
Or joy, or failure, or success, pass on<br/>
To mar or bless my earthly lot, until<br/>
It proves its Karmic right to come to me.</p>
<p class="poetry">All this I grant, but more than this I
<i>know</i>!<br/>
Before the solar systems were conceived,<br/>
When nothing was but the unnamable,<br/>
My spirit lived, an atom of the Cause.<br/>
Through countless ages and in many forms<br/>
It has existed, ere it entered in<br/>
This human frame to serve its little day<br/>
Upon the earth. The deathless Me of me.<br/>
The spark from that great all-creative fire,<br/>
Is part of that eternal source called God,<br/>
And mightier than the universe.</p>
<p class="poetry"> Why, he<br/>
Who knows, and knowing, never once forgets<br/>
The pedigree divine of his own soul,<br/>
Can conquer, shape, and govern destiny,<br/>
And use vast space as ’twere a board for chess<br/>
With stars for pawns; can change his horoscope<br/>
To suit his will; turn failure to success,<br/>
And from preordained sorrows, harvest joy.</p>
<p class="poetry">There is no puny planet, sun, or moon,<br/>
Or zodiacal sign which can control<br/>
The God in us! If we bring <i>that</i> to bear<br/>
Upon events, we mould them to our wish;<br/>
’Tis when the infinite ’neath the finite gropes<br/>
That men are governed by their horoscopes.</p>
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