The Voice ceased and there was silence.  Then through the silence came a sound like the booming of the sea.  It passed and presently, moved thereto by I know not what, I raised my eyes from my hands with which I had covered them, and saw a small dark cloud hanging over the Altar in and out of which a fiery Serpent climbed.

Then all the Spirits clad in light fell upon the marble floor, and with a loud voice adored; but what they said I could not understand.  Behold! the dark cloud came down and rested on the Altar, the Serpent of fire stretched itself towards me, touched me on the forehead with its forky tongue and was gone.  From within the cloud a Voice sweet and low and clear spoke in heavenly accents: 

“Depart, ye Ministers, leave Me with my son whom I have summoned.”

Then like arrows rushing from a bow the flame-clad Spirits leapt from the ground and sped away.

“O Harmachis,” said the Voice, “be not afraid, I am She whom thou dost know as Isis of the Egyptians; but what else I am strive not thou to learn, it is beyond thy strength.  For I am all things, Life is my spirit, and Nature is my raiment.  I am the laughter of the babe, I am the maiden’s love, I am the mother’s kiss.  I am the Child and Servant of the Invisible that is God, that is Law, that is Fate—­though myself I be not God and Fate and Law.  When winds blow and oceans roar upon the face of the Earth thou hearest my voice; when thou gazest on the starry firmament thou seest my countenance; when the spring blooms out in flowers, that is my smile, Harmachis.  For I am Nature’s self, and all her shapes are shapes of Me.  I breathe in all that breathes.  I wax and wane in the changeful moon:  I grow and gather in the tides:  I rise with the suns:  I flash with the lightning and thunder in the storms.  Nothing is too great for the measure of my majesty, nothing is so small that I cannot find a home therein.  I am in thee and thou art in Me, O Harmachis.  That which bade thee be bade Me also be.  Therefore, though I am great and thou art little, have no fear.  For we are bound together by the common bond of life—­that life which flows through suns and stars and spaces, through Spirits and the souls of men, welding all Nature to a whole that, changing ever, is yet eternally the same.”

I bowed my head—­I could not speak, for I was afraid.

“Faithfully hast thou served Me, O my son,” went on the low sweet Voice; “greatly thou hast longed to be brought face to face with Me here in Amenti; and greatly hast thou dared to accomplish thy desire.  For it is no small thing to cast off the tabernacle of the Flesh and before the appointed time, if only for an hour, put on the raiment of the Spirit.  And greatly, O my servant and my son, have I, too, desired to look on thee there where I am.  For the Gods love those who love them, but with a wider and deeper love, and under One who is as far from Me as I am from thee, mortal, I am a God