Help me to clear a path to Thee Through the rubble of old desires, A minefield of subconscious pulls And smouldering vital fires.
Slowly I grow aware by day Of thy Grace sustaining me Through all our betrayals, great and small Shaping our destiny.
Mind cannot grasp the awesome gift Of Thy Presence upon the earth And Thy body's untold sacrifice Accepting human birth,
To prepare the world for the vast descent Of the supramental light And the advent of the Superman Lifting the veil of night.
Hear O Lord my silent call Rising on wings of prayer Help me shed the karmic chains Enfold me in Thy care.
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