Thou! The Flood of Bliss Supreme
That made me scorn all riches
As but dust.
Thou! The Treasure that said:
''All the power of silentness
Is for this path
And so go to it.''
Thou! That transcended
The part frontiers of harsh Mayaic Void
And yet remained the undiminished Whole!
Thou! The Primal Love
Into which flows all the million, million faiths
As do the countless, countless rivers
Into the bosom of the ocean.