aloker ei jharna dhara

The veil of dust that had me wrapped

Wash by the cascade of light.

The glorious wand of the morn’ light kisses the cheek

Of the one in me deep, entangled in the web of sleep.

Let my heart greet bowing low

The light-crazed dawn-breeze from the universal soul.

All bigotries and miseries in the mind’s store

Wash by the joyous stream from the world’s core.

Blest by this joyous awakening

The song immortal that sleep’s at my heart’s harp

With no lyrics, no rhyme, nor a tune.

Let my heart greet bowing low

The life-crazed musical-breeze from the universal soul.