Thought
Hanging moonshine in the day
Basking in the sun’s full ray
Do you gaze upon earth sphere
And wonder at blue beauty here?
Eyes catching round of moon
Reporting scene to noble sense
Can trace eyes and moon and sky
To vibration fields that underlie
Tracing grace fields set beneath
Multiple inserts sheath in sheath
Journey a million times and more
To creative urge from cosmic core
Senses and objects are dissimilar
To unchanging one at core of core
Like moon their rise and fall at night
Dispels the grief of death’s delight
Prayer
O Lord, you show how senses and objects are vibrations of Thy Divine Song. How wonderful are Thy graceful movements and how wonderful Thy Om. Without Thy vibrating power, the world is dead. Grant that we may see life as Thee.
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