The Mother of Beauty and Harmony descends on earth through the sunlit haevens, opens the golden gate at the summit of man’s ascension. Shattering the high fortress walls that protect us from the Self-vision. The little pond is merged on the Ocean, the spark in the conflagration.
Our errant thoughts now extend their probe in the far corners of the Infinity and return through the sacred air laden with exotic perfume
Our reason that seldom arrived at the right conclusion now sees the divine intention in a trembling leaf. There is no more clash or striving, nature obeys the Lord’s Will. Mortals share the Immortal’s vision and God acts through men.
Awakened, the coiled serpent energy at the base of the spine rises higher and higher to greet the majestic descent. The golden cascade comes down the column of soaring fire, descends down the legs into the soil of the planet, digs deeper and deeper through layers of stark resisting darkness, pierces the rocky shoals to reach the hidden fountain of the Night, transforms the sleeper in the unconsciousness into a wakeful adventurer, rises with its divine message through the twelve doors of the soul and builds the permanent High Way joining the far ends of the being.
Our body becomes the lodge of the Spirit, Our speech and chant shall give an audible form to the intangible Mystery, incarnate bodiless beauty in song and poetry and deliver the Psyche imprisoned behind the tangle of our emotions.
The Immortal Flame, burning on the altar of the marble Chapel where Thou abidest with flowers on Thy hand, Will show us the way.
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Niranjan Guha Roy
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