I watched the fragrant falling of Her feet As she walked along the flowered path Thousands of souls, Her children there to meet, Those of piety and those of wrath
Seeking the release from earthly pain And hoping still a modicum to feel Of Her love that moves all souls to gain The peace that would on their inner beings steal
To yield the comprehension of the way That leads to Truth and falsehood's sure demise, The Light we seek that in our lives must stay, A Life Divine and Mind's unclouded skies.
The hour has come, the Lord and Mother here To bless us and remove all doubt and fear.
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