Sun of Our Illumining- To Mother

When Wonder walked the world on stainless feet

Prayer from our lips fell easily as praise

For in Her presence all of life was sweet

And blossomed in the beauty of Her gaze.

A hope arose as from the desert sands

Flowers spring at the first touch of rain,

That miracle would issue from Her hands

And earth despoiled renaissance find again.

The skies have lost some blue, the trees some green,

And in this woe-filled world that once was bright

The inner compass vacillates between

Poles of eternal day and endless night.

Earth mourns for Thee, the dew-filled grasses' tears

Anoint my feet in sorrow as I walk

Across the meadows of those sunlit years.

The skies at evening weep, I hear the talk

Of living things in the muted morning's air,

Of beauty lost that cannot now be found,

Thy presence in the fields of our despair,

Thy love too fathomless to sound.

A grace implanted in our mortal soil

The scars of man's inconstant heart will heal

And all the labour of his skyward toil

Reward and all his ignorance repeal,

The chasms of our ignorance shall bridge

With knowledge hewn from an immortal sphere

And we shall see as on a gleaming ridge

The sun of our illumining appear,

Protecting by inviolable Force

The destiny of souls, this destined earth

And keeps the spirit to its godward course

Nurturing the superhuman birth.