THE old idea of sacrifice was this:
that blood of the lower life
must be shed
for the
feeding and strengthening of the handsomer, fuller
life.
O when the old world sacrificed a ram
it was to the gods who make us
splendid
and it was
for a feast, a feast of meat, for men and maids
on a day of splendour, for the
further splendour of being men.
It was the eating up of little lives,
even doves, even small
birds
into the dance
and splendour of a bigger life.
There is no such thing as sin.
There is only life and
anti-life.
And sacrifice is the law of life which
enacts
that little
lives must be eaten up into the dance and splendour
of bigger lives, with due
reverence and acknowledgement.