Mother - 2nd Version

March 1, 1999

For simply to be is a blessing unparalleled,

To resound with Her call and all the being rejoice

Radiant in Her smile; to have been held

By the melodious majesty of Her voice.

To have knelt in utter stillness open and bare,

Her hand upon the offered head and there

To have felt Her Presence, breathed Her celestial air,

As she blessed for all ages the soul before her chair.

One feels in the inmost chamber rising and swift

A fire ablaze forcing time's barriers to break

Instilling Her Force, transmitting divinity's gift,

Stirring from slumber the dreaming psychic to wake:

We of the vast millennium now chant Thy name

And bow, O Mother, before Thy resplendent white flame.