by William Mistele:

Nith-Haiah
Nith-Haiah is the twenty-fifth spirit in the sphere of Mercury according to Franz Bardon

Nith-Haiah, A Self-Portrait

I am the skill that creates,
The designer who mates
Choice with fate.
I am the engineer, the architect:
On my drawing board
Are the blueprints of existence.
I am the indefatigable will,
The artist binding by my touch
Color, sound, and vibration.
Every pattern is in my eyes
Every being--
Its structure, weight, its design,
I know its magical name--
The sources that fashion it,
Nourish it and destroy it again.
I am the Word of Power
That commands and then translates.
My name is Nith-Haiah!
I am a scientist,
Of physics I know more
Than the human race will ever discover.
I am master of cosmic orderliness--
The intricacies, interconnections,
The unfolding of the worlds.
I note every boundary, gateway,
Every marker, every plan,
Every authorization and commission,
All of these are at my command.
Of the spheres I know
And of each realm--
All manner of beings,
Sylph, undine, salamander, gnome.
Those who are permitted to cross over,
Magician, bard, poet, prophet, saint and seer,
Those empowered by the Light,
And the dazzling array of gods,
Those who are free
And those who are bound.
Circles, triangles, squares,
Pentagrams, hexagrams,
Sigils and talismans
Of these I am absolute master
With ease I draw their
Fiery, glowing images in the air,
All gates do I unlock.
Before every person
I place the keys of all the mysteries
They are set upon my table
And of these you may pick and choose,
According to your skill and your will--
Some are gold and some are bronze,
Some are silver, tin, or lead.
Some are words so mighty
They bind and loose the universal powers.
Anything you could ever desire,
I have the combination
That sets the tumblers rolling
The treasure yours to take.
If you wish
To hold conversation with me
Master perfectly every one of your senses,
Your concentration command--
To the eye, light and image clear,
Here is will and faith and conviction.
To the ear: sound, song, and thought
Each oscillation,
These will give you balance and reason.
To the touch: every sensation,
Its instinct, gratification,
Bodily organ function, your very breath,
In these are hidden the ebb and flow of life.
To smell: the fragrance
That empowers the mind to call,
The heart to feel, the body to combine.
These will unveil
The mysteries of the plant kingdom.
And to taste: the kiss, the tongue,
The dissolving solution to embrace,
Minerals, bone, saline, acid, ions,
Your body electric
Is the universal chemist
Taste will always lead you back
To your home in the physical world.
Master these and then
I will show you the loom
That weaves your fate,
And the lute strings
That play the song of the universe.