Green is the colour of revivisence.
In spring comes nature’s awakened vigour.
Warm glowing blood flows with efflorscence
of sprightliness, so it radiates red.
A heart engirdled by love divine sees
The light-engendered monad in humankind.
Millions are the helping hands above
Earth to lift the leaden weight of sorrow.
Strive for the Isle of supreme blessedness,
Which is summit of all human spirits.
Restless the spirit; glorious the triumph,
Heaven’s lighthouse shall cast its lucent rays
Upon agitated waves of truculence.
Becalm my heart; Sophia’s translucence
Flame shall burn brightly in the cavernous
Terrain of this unexplored frontier,
And so shall you, luminous one, soar
Beyond sub-lunary worlds of self doubt.
Imperceptibly powerful the spark
Of Divinity that your body immures.
Effulgent as the cerulean sapphire,
So must man’s fervent prayers glow brighter
Than the immovable lonely daystar.
Summit after Summit seems to defy
Our indomitable will, our courage
falter not in the raging winter storm.
Perfection of spirit is within reach.
The inaccessible eyrie lies deep-
Our very true self, resplendent, asleep!
Within you are white lotuses pulchritude
And pullulating effortlessly, when
Your thoughts, living, aspire to the highest!