Lucifer as Sphinx:
For my realm I shall bear away the things
That joy as spirit-wish in semblance here;
They’ll gladly shine as semblance in the light
And thus in spirit dedicate themselves
To beauty from which they are kept apart
At present by the burden of earth’s weight.
In beauty, semblance into being turns,
Which later shall illuminate the earth,
Descending as the light which flies from here.