Here you will find the Poem Gods of the East of poet Rudyard Kipling
Because I sought it far from men, In deserts and alone, I found it burning overhead, The jewel of a Throne. Because I sought--I sought it so And spent my days to find-- It blazed one moment ere it left The blacker night behind. We be the Gods of the East-- Older than all-- Masters of Mourning and Feast-- How shall we fall? * * * * * This I saw when the rites were done, And the lamps were dead and the Gods alone, And the grey snake coiled on the altar stone-- Ere I fled from a Fear that I could not see, And the Gods of the East made mouths at me.