Happy Dust Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBDEFEGHIHJKLKLMMNM NOMPMQMCMRSRTMMMULCL VMSMMWXWDYLYZA2MA2LM LMMDMMUMUA2B2A2MMMC2 C2MMNMFA2CA2UFMFFMUM A2D2YD2UE2A2E2MC2A2C 2DF2F2LA2A2A2A2MSMMM MCG2UG2H2I2MJ2YJ2

For MargotA
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Snow that fallest from heaven bear me aloft on thy wingsB
To the domes of the star girdled Seven the abode ofC
ineffable thingsB
Quintessence of joy and of strength that abolishingD
future and pastE
Mak'st the Present an infinite length my soul all OneF
with the VastE
The Lone the Unnameable God that is ice of HisG
measureless coldH
Without being or form or abode without motion orI
matter the foldH
Where the shepherded Universe sleeps with nor senseJ
nor delusion nor dreamK
No spirit that wantons or weeps no thought in its silenceL
supremeK
I sit and am utterly still in mine eyes is my fathomlessL
lustM
Ablaze to annihilate Will to crumble my being to dustM
To calcine the dust to an ash to burn up the ash to an airN
To abolish the air with a flash of the final the fulminantM
flareN
All this I have done and dissolved the primordial germO
of my thoughtM
I have rolled myself up and revolved the wheel of myP
being to NaughtM
Is there even the memory left That I was that I amQ
It is lostM
As I utter the Word I am cleft by the last swift spear ofC
the frostM
Snow I am nothing at last I sit and am utterly stillR
They are perished the phantoms and past they wereS
born of my weariness willR
When I craved craved being and form when the conT
sciousness cloud was a mistM
Precurser of stupor and storm when I and my shadowM
had kissedM
And brought into life all the shapes that confused theU
clear space with their marksL
Vain spectres whose vapour escapes a whirlwind ofC
ruinous sparksL
No substance have any of these I have dreamed them inV
sickness of lustM
Delirium born of disease ah whence was the masterS
the quot must quotM
Imposed on the All is it true then thatM
something in meW
Is subject to fate Are there two after allX
that can beW
I have brought all that is to an end for myself am sufficD
ient and soleY
Do I trick myself now Shall I rend once again thisL
homologous WholeY
I have stripped every garment from space I haveZ
strangled the secre of TimeA2
All being is fled from my face with Motion's inhibitedM
rimeA2
Stiller and stiller I sit till even Infinity fadesL
'Tis an idol 'tis weakness of wit that breeds in inanityM
shadesL
Yet the fullness of Naught I become the deepest andM
steadiest NaughtM
Contains in its nature the sum of the functions of beingD
and thoughtM
Still as I sit and destroy all possible trace of the pastM
All germ of the future nor joy nor knowledge alive at theU
lastM
It is vain for the Silence is dowered with a nature theU
seed of a nameA2
Necessity fearfully flowered with the blossom of possibleB2
AimA2
I am Necessity Scry Necessity mother of FateM
And Fate determines me quot I quot and I have the Will to createM
Vast is the sphere but it turns on itself like the pettiestM
starC2
And I am the looby that learns that all things equally areC2
Inscrutable Nothing the Gods the cosmos of Fire andM
of MistM
Suns atoms the clouds and the clouds ineluctably dareN
to existM
I have made the Voyage of Thought the Voyage of VisionF
I swamA2
To the heart of the Ocean of Naught from the source ofC
the Spring of I amA2
I know myself wholly the brother alike of the All and theU
OneF
I know that all things are each other that their sum andM
their substance is NoneF
But the knowledge itself can excel its fulness hath brokenF
its bondM
All's Truth and all's falsehood as well and what of theU
region beyondM
So still though I sit as for ever I stab to the heart of myA2
spineD2
I destroy the last seed of endeavour to seal up my soulY
in the shrineD2
Of Silence Eternity Peace I abandon the Here and theU
NowE2
I cease from the effort to cease I absolve the dead I fromA2
its VowE2
I am wholly content to be dust whether that be a moteM
or a starC2
To live and to love and to lust acknowledge what seemA2
for what areC2
Not to care what I am if I be whence I came whither goD
how I thriveF2
If my spirit be bound or be free save as Nature contriveF2
What I am that I am 'tis enough I am part of a gloriousL
gameA2
Am I cast for madness or love I am cast to esteem themA2
the sameA2
Am I only a dream in the sleep of some butterflyA2
Phantom of frightM
Conceived who knows how or how deep in the measureS
less womb of the nightM
I imagine impossible thought metaphysical voids thatM
begetM
Ideas intagible wrought to things less conceivable yetM
It may be Little I reck but assume the existence ofC
earthG2
Am I born to be hanged by the neck a curse from theU
hour of my birthG2
Am I born to abolish man's guilt His horrible heritageH2
aweI2
Or a seed in his wantoness spilt by a jester I care notM
a strawJ2
For I understand Do what thou wilt and that is the wholeY
of the LawJ2

Aleister Crowley



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