The Cosmic Dance

The Cosmic Dance

Two measures are there of the cosmic dance.
    Always we hear the tread of Kali's feet
Measuring in rhythms of pain and grief and chance
    Life's game of hazard terrible and sweet.

The ordeal of the veiled Initiate,
    The hero soul at play with Death's embrace,
Wrestler in the dread gymnasium of Fate
    And sacrifice a lonely path to Grace,

Man's sorrows made a key to the Mysteries,
    Truth's narrow road out of Time's wastes of dream,
The soul's seven doors from Matter's tomb to rise,
    Are the common motives of her tragic theme.

But when shall Krishna's dance through Nature move,
His mask of sweetness, laughter, rapture, love?