The Master and The Mother

Nov. 1969

Thou art Beauty's child and walkst

Within Her glowing robe of Light.

Unveiled thy luminous soul shall find

Release from the dull and earthly plight.

For all these roads our labour treads

Suffice to bring us nearer still

In silence to the golden door

Aligning spirit to His will .

His eyes of stillness gather all

Into Her vast immense embrace.