Eschatology

The Sick-Man-of-the-North, He lies upon a litter; There are four stars which are four Doctors who carry him; There are three stars which are three Doctors who follow singing; About the Star-which-Never-Moves they circle---- So it has been, So it shall be, while the World lasts.

The Spirit-Star-of-the-South, He was not so high in the heavens when Life was created; His station was appointed him, It was lower in the heavens: He steals upward, He steals northward, as the World grows older.

The White-Pathway-of-Souls, It is like a bow laid athwart the night; The souls of the departed journey southward over it....

When the Doctors cease their singing, When the Spirit Star has reached a certain height, stealthily, Will not He-of-the-North journey as they have journeyed---- Southward?

Then the Star-that-Never-Moves will be seen no more; Then men will be seen no more.