Agni 1960's

In a tranquil dawn Thy voice I once did hear,

Though now in me the waves of chaos roll

And ears turn deaf to finer chords so near,

As weeping again I read the sacred scroll.

To stony silence turn the sibling hordes,

The demon kings upon the steeds of might,

Fears that pierce the pulsing heart like swords,

And voice the incandescent word of light.

Ride, O Fire, sweeping paths so bright

Through homes and towns and galaxies in flight,

Through hearts and nerves and veins and sinews tight,

Burn, O Flame and raze inconscient night.