Songs of the Soul/Part 4/Vision of Visions
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VISION OF VISIONS
Beloved Lord,
Adored of gods,
Behold, behold
Thy body holds
All fleshly tenants, seers fine,
The diverse saints divine.
Indwelling mystery cave,
The Serpent Nature’s forceful crave,
Though fierce and subtle, now is tame,
Forgetful of her deadly game;
And Sovran Brahma, God of gods,
On lotus seat is snug secured.
O Cosmic-Bodied Lord of worlds,
Oh, I behold, again behold
Thee all and everywhere
Thy countless arms and trunks and eyes!
Yet, drooping dark my knowledge lies
About Thy birth and reign and presence here.
Adored of gods,
Behold, behold
Thy body holds
All fleshly tenants, seers fine,
The diverse saints divine.
Indwelling mystery cave,
The Serpent Nature’s forceful crave,
Though fierce and subtle, now is tame,
Forgetful of her deadly game;
And Sovran Brahma, God of gods,
On lotus seat is snug secured.
O Cosmic-Bodied Lord of worlds,
Oh, I behold, again behold
Thee all and everywhere
Thy countless arms and trunks and eyes!
Yet, drooping dark my knowledge lies
About Thy birth and reign and presence here.
This day,
O Blazing, Furious Flame,
O Blinding Ray,
Thy focussed power’s aglow: Thy Name
Spreads everywhere
To dark’st abysmal lair.
Thou, gilded with a crown of stars,
And wielding mace of sovereign power,
Thou whirlest forth, O Burning Phoebus,
Thy evolution’s circling discus.
Immortal Brahma, all Supreme,
Thou Cosmic Shelter, Wisdom’s Theme,
Eternal [1]Dharma’s guardian true,
Thou diest not I ever knew!
O Blazing, Furious Flame,
O Blinding Ray,
Thy focussed power’s aglow: Thy Name
Spreads everywhere
To dark’st abysmal lair.
Thou, gilded with a crown of stars,
And wielding mace of sovereign power,
Thou whirlest forth, O Burning Phoebus,
Thy evolution’s circling discus.
Immortal Brahma, all Supreme,
Thou Cosmic Shelter, Wisdom’s Theme,
Eternal [1]Dharma’s guardian true,
Thou diest not I ever knew!
O Birthless, Fleshless, Deathless One,
Unseen, thy endless, working arms,
Thy Ever-Watching Eyes!
The suns and moons and staring skies,
Thy Selfborn Lustre shields from harm,
And the distant creation warms,
O Sovereign Soul, this earth and gods’
Unseen, thy endless, working arms,
Thy Ever-Watching Eyes!
The suns and moons and staring skies,
Thy Selfborn Lustre shields from harm,
And the distant creation warms,
O Sovereign Soul, this earth and gods’
All high-abode and all encircling spheres,
Directions all, and earthly sods,
By Thee pervaded, far and near,
The worldly beings, struck by fear,
Thy wondrous form adore.
In Thee the gods their entry make
With folded hands, afraid, some pray to shelter
take
In Thee. The seers great, on Heaven’s path
successful ones,
With superb hymns of peace do worship Thee and
Thee alone.
The eleven lamps of Heaven,
The twelve bright suns,
The grizzly Eight,
The starry lustres great,
Aspiring hermits, gods,
The agents of the Cosmic Lord,
The twin-born princes strong,
Of valor known so long,
Two-score and nine noil breezes’ force,
Directions all, and earthly sods,
By Thee pervaded, far and near,
The worldly beings, struck by fear,
Thy wondrous form adore.
In Thee the gods their entry make
With folded hands, afraid, some pray to shelter
take
In Thee. The seers great, on Heaven’s path
successful ones,
With superb hymns of peace do worship Thee and
Thee alone.
The eleven lamps of Heaven,
The twelve bright suns,
The grizzly Eight,
The starry lustres great,
Aspiring hermits, gods,
The agents of the Cosmic Lord,
The twin-born princes strong,
Of valor known so long,
Two-score and nine noil breezes’ force,
That binds the atoms close,
The long-passed guardian spirits all,
The demi-goblins, gods, and demons tall,
Mighty ones in Spirit’s path,
In wonder all behold Thy blazoned worth.
Colossal arms, Thy countless cheeks,
Thy starry eyes, Thy endless hands, and legs
adorned
With lotus feet, Thy chasmed mouth, with
doomsday’s teeth
Doth yawn to swallow swooning worlds around,
And leaves a distilled joyous awe in me.
Thy grandeur I and all are wonder-struck to see;
The bowels of the void deep are filled with Thee
Thy diverse hues and gaping mouths and lustre-
smeared body,
O [2]Vishnu of the flaming sight,
Directions lost, Thou now awest me, my peace
dost fright.
Ferocious teeth and deadly fire do howl
In mouths of Thine which at me scowl.
The long-passed guardian spirits all,
The demi-goblins, gods, and demons tall,
Mighty ones in Spirit’s path,
In wonder all behold Thy blazoned worth.
Colossal arms, Thy countless cheeks,
Thy starry eyes, Thy endless hands, and legs
adorned
With lotus feet, Thy chasmed mouth, with
doomsday’s teeth
Doth yawn to swallow swooning worlds around,
And leaves a distilled joyous awe in me.
Thy grandeur I and all are wonder-struck to see;
The bowels of the void deep are filled with Thee
Thy diverse hues and gaping mouths and lustre-
smeared body,
O [2]Vishnu of the flaming sight,
Directions lost, Thou now awest me, my peace
dost fright.
Ferocious teeth and deadly fire do howl
In mouths of Thine which at me scowl.
Directions lost and gone,
I find no peace alone.
Cosmic Guardian, Lord of gods,
Be pleased t’ accept my pleading words.
The Ego, Karma, Senses great abide
And wait to leap upon our Wisdom’s chiefs.
And yet they both do ride
The race of death, to fall and hide
For e’er in Thy devouring mouth,
Adorned with crushing cruel teeth uncouth.
The victor and the vanquished must,
Thy offsprings both, the righteous and ungodly
ones,
Thy love still claim, yet all some day shall kiss
the dust,
And sleep on common floor of earth.
The shattered skulls of some are seen,
As caught Thy greedy teeth between.
I find no peace alone.
Cosmic Guardian, Lord of gods,
Be pleased t’ accept my pleading words.
The Ego, Karma, Senses great abide
And wait to leap upon our Wisdom’s chiefs.
And yet they both do ride
The race of death, to fall and hide
For e’er in Thy devouring mouth,
Adorned with crushing cruel teeth uncouth.
The victor and the vanquished must,
Thy offsprings both, the righteous and ungodly
ones,
Thy love still claim, yet all some day shall kiss
the dust,
And sleep on common floor of earth.
The shattered skulls of some are seen,
As caught Thy greedy teeth between.
As diverse, restless, watery waves
Of river branches all do crave
To force through crowded wavelets’ way,
Of river branches all do crave
To force through crowded wavelets’ way,
And meet where Neptune’s home long lay,
So the heroic streams of life
Do plunge to meet in maddest strife
At Thy foaming mouth of sea,
Where sparkling lives do dance so free:
As insects lost in beauty’s game
All swiftly, thoughtless rush to flame,
So fog-born passion’s fires pretend
To glow like Heav’nly light of Thine,
And draw on mortals to attend
The trumpet call to deathly line.
Thy mouth ablaze
Doth bring to gaze
Its leaping tongues to lick
The angry blood of strong and weak,
Thou Gourmand God dost eat
With hunger Infinite;
O Vishnu, Thou dost scorch
The worlds with All-pervading fiery torch.
So the heroic streams of life
Do plunge to meet in maddest strife
At Thy foaming mouth of sea,
Where sparkling lives do dance so free:
As insects lost in beauty’s game
All swiftly, thoughtless rush to flame,
So fog-born passion’s fires pretend
To glow like Heav’nly light of Thine,
And draw on mortals to attend
The trumpet call to deathly line.
Thy mouth ablaze
Doth bring to gaze
Its leaping tongues to lick
The angry blood of strong and weak,
Thou Gourmand God dost eat
With hunger Infinite;
O Vishnu, Thou dost scorch
The worlds with All-pervading fiery torch.
Be pleased, O Prime of gods;
I ache to know Thee, Primeval Lord.
I ache to know Thee, Primeval Lord.
O tell, Thou, O Fiery Mood,
Who art yet so good,—
Thy Royal Will,
I know not still.
Who art yet so good,—
Thy Royal Will,
I know not still.
The Lord sang:
"Am Endless Doom,
All bent to room
In burning maw
Of mine the weaklings’ awe
And all the mortal meat
Of weary worlds of deathly change, and treat
Them with my nectar life
To new and fearless, better strife.
E’en if thou dost not slay
These wicked warriors all in war array,
They surely certain have to fall,
Ah, in my teeth-of-law, withal.
Arise, awake! Arise, awake!
Oh, dash to war thy foe, the flesh a captive make,
And seize the victor’s fame,
With battle-hunted game,
"Am Endless Doom,
All bent to room
In burning maw
Of mine the weaklings’ awe
And all the mortal meat
Of weary worlds of deathly change, and treat
Them with my nectar life
To new and fearless, better strife.
E’en if thou dost not slay
These wicked warriors all in war array,
They surely certain have to fall,
Ah, in my teeth-of-law, withal.
Arise, awake! Arise, awake!
Oh, dash to war thy foe, the flesh a captive make,
And seize the victor’s fame,
With battle-hunted game,
Wealth of the King
Of Peace, and Heaven’s Kingdom bring.
I know right now the happenings all
Which mystic future forth doth call,
And thus thy foes and warriors true,
Long, long ago I slew
Ere thy agent-hand,
That I would wield to land
Thy foes on death’s dim shore, could understand.
My agent thou,
Oh, this is how
I work my plans in universe
hrough instruments diverse;
’Tis I who slew and yet will slay the senses’
train
Through thee, as through both past and future
ones, my soldiers sane.”
Of Peace, and Heaven’s Kingdom bring.
I know right now the happenings all
Which mystic future forth doth call,
And thus thy foes and warriors true,
Long, long ago I slew
Ere thy agent-hand,
That I would wield to land
Thy foes on death’s dim shore, could understand.
My agent thou,
Oh, this is how
I work my plans in universe
hrough instruments diverse;
’Tis I who slew and yet will slay the senses’
train
Through thee, as through both past and future
ones, my soldiers sane.”