The Hymns of All the Heavens

The music of our voices now is heard

Above the turbulence of human seas,

He comes to us in silence and in sound

The messenger of diviner melodies

Inspiring our efforts to transcend,

Incessant its assault upon our ears

Unbearable its notes devoid of love,

The rock-hard beat of soul-forgetful years,

A music of the base instincts of man,

That we may know when darkness comes to end

Our songs as prayer arising from within

Aspiring in oneness to descend

The choral odes, the music of the stars,

The hymns of all the heavens one with ours.