The Brook
by ACHAD
I wandered beside the running stream,
and mine eyes caught the glint of
Thy Starry Orbs in the swirling waters.
So is it with my mind; it flows on towards
the Great Sea of Understanding
wherein I may come to know Thee more fully.
Sometimes, as it journeys, it threatens
to overflow its banks in its eagerness
to reflect a wider image of Thine Infinite Body.
Ah! How the very stones, over which
flow the life of my being, thrill
at the tender caress of Thy reflected Image.
Thou, too, art Matter; it is I
Thy Complement - who am motion!
Therefore these very stones are of Thee,
but the Spirit - the Life - is the very Self of me;
mine Inmost Being.
Flow on, O Stream! Flow on, O Life!
Towards the Great Sea of Understanding, the Great Mother.
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