O build in us a temple of the soul With gilded panes to catch the fires of dawn Where no duality longing could survive The swift embrace of night by ecstasied morn.
In a secret room behind the body's walls Install a crystal sphere reflecting Thee For all within our yearning being calls Thy descent into the waiting sanctuary.
In emerald canopies and scented groves Where the sun-bright Rishis meditate And change the course of destiny by prayer The acolytes of the future congregate.
All these stages on the rising stair That joins our lives by a single golden tie, A unitary vision and embrace From silence to the spheres of harmony.
Surrounded by gardens reflected in pools of blue On laden boughs the blossoming messengers sigh And yield their perfumed splendour to the hours An aspiration soaring to the sky.
No heavens above could lay such wondrous claim As this setting on the conscious soil of earth, A treasure realm transformed by sudden grace, Harmony's cradle rocking a new world's birth.
And world-creating splendours shall arise Reflecting the heavenly beauty of Her eyes; Her godly gifts She gladly does impart To all who build Her Mandir in the heart.
Poems Undated (1727)
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