The Supreme's Benediction

Though his past he must assiduously unwind

The Mother to his inner call inclined,

Loosened the bonds and in his striving breast;

Granted the seeker momentary rest.

In that solemn hush from the endless rush

Released he found the path his soul must climb

And knew the fire that welcomed him

Ablaze on the welcoming shores of time.

He heard a music's pure intrinsic strain

Enter him again and yet again,

A wondrous strophe of unimagined bliss

Surprised his soul that thrilled with Godhead's kiss.