Men and Angels Joyously Shall Dwell

As we labour in that future paradise

The muses of subtle spheres sing to me

Chants that once in former lives I knew

When the world was young and human destiny

A dream of God known only to a few.

We think perhaps a progress has been won,

In the busy traffic of our human lives

But nothing is achieved till all is done

And God awakened in our mortal dress.

The soul secure our destiny he guides

To a realization locked within the cells,

A sanctum of light where Truth alone abides

And beauty's touch beyond eternity.

No longer shall be dying and no death

Delay the tread divine upon our soil,

Love shall grow in us, its endless breadth

A wideness bring into the silent mind.

A call shall sound as of a temple bell

To lure our hearts towards loveliness on earth

Where men and angels joyously shall dwell.