--The Seventh Spirit is Amon. He is a Marquis great in power, and most stern. He appeareth like a Wolf with a Serpents tail, vomiting out of his mouth flames of fire; but at the command of the Magician he putteth on the shape of a Man with Dog's teeth beset in a head like a Raven; or else like a Man with a Raven's head (simply). He telleth all things Past and to Come. He procureth feuds and reconcileth controversies between friends. He governeth 40 Legions of Spirits. His Seal is this which is to be worn as aforesaid, etc.
In St. Liborius, in the interminable afternoons
the dust motes singing, illuminated
by the soft gore of the saints
the pale chipped paint of the heavens,
and gilt spangled stars,
the carpeted kneelers.
we sang your name.
Unknown, invisible god of the desert
patron of the poor, sun below the horizon
did you know, then
all things to come?
The house on fire,
my fathers hands,
the thronging of dead
on the shore of your black river?
Your storm-sewer, your hidden sun?
All things before?
Wolf and serpent, crow and dog
housefire and truck.
We poor, supplicated you,
the end of every plastic prayer
the mystery of mysteries
secret name of the nameless
through him, with him, in him
in the unity of the holy spirit
all glory and honor is yours
almighty father, amen
you the blue-painted funeral
you the ram horned god of the dark
you invisible, you avenger
you sower of discord and harmony
you unopening door.