Out of the soul's deep slumber I woke in vision to see Star-fields appear without number On the cloak of eternity.
I asked for a star or two And She gave me a galaxy Of children singing the new Songs of destiny.
In a blaze of white sun-flares I saw Her feet descend Down the golden stairs Signalling the end
Of the spirit's long travail In its house of flesh and bone. Her creation will not fail, Godhead's seed once sown.
First published in Mother India - November 2004
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