Behemoth

I am thine own begotten, Dionysus
Divine Mars, thou call'st me son
And thou, Apollo, my begin gav'st me
That dream hath my mind inflamed
And everyone a star hath become
My brothers and sisters in cosmic ectasy
Millions of sins and virtues were they
And all, the whole wealth of my life
That neither the end nor the beginning had
I could bestow
Starspawn!!!
Exploring our gracious flight, hiher,
We could make love to numberless stars,