There are moments when the Spirit walks , Amidst men and the Voice of the Lord , Is heard on the waters of our being, Known as the Transfiguring Hour !
Permit not worldly prudence, Whisper too much in thine ear For, it is the Hour of the Unexpected, Hour of the Incalculable !
Only the language poetic is capable Of describing this state.
Lose, that the lost thou mayest receive, When Heaven and Earth lay down their veil, When that Apocalypse turns thee pale When everything dissolves into a Sea
Of Being Knowledge Bliss!
IF the Earth calls And the Supreme answers, The Hour can be Even now