The Vedantin's Prayer

The Vedantin's Prayer Spirit Supreme Who musest in the silence of the heart, Eternal gleam, Thou only Art! Ah, wherefore with this darkness am I veiled, My sunlit part By clouds assailed? Why am I thus disfigured by desire, Distracted, haled, Scorched by the fire Of fitful passions, from thy peace out-thrust Into the gyre Of every gust? Betrayed to grief, o’ertaken with dismay, Surprised by lust? Let not my grey Blood-clotted past repel thy sovereign ruth, Nor even delay, O lonely Truth! Nor let the specious gods who ape Thee still Deceive my youth. These clamours still; For I would hear the eternal voice and know The eternal Will. This brilliant show Cumbering the threshold of eternity Dispel,—bestow The undimmed eye, The heart grown young and clear. Rebuke in me These hopes that cry So deafeningly, Remove my sullied centuries, restore My purity. O hidden door Of Knowledge, open! Strength, fulfil thyself! Love, outpour! Read Online: https://incarnateword.in/cwsa/2/the-vedantins-prayer