From Praecepta Lessons, 1938
It behooves not Thy lily-tender feet
To dance on the hard-hearted soil of Souls.
On the petals of sympathy for others,
May Thy tenderness dance forever.
May I feel in my heart Thy heart-throbs;
In my happiness, Thy joy;
In my activity, Thy power of direction;
In my Soul, Thy Spirit.
Open wide the bud of my devotion
And release Thy fragrance,
That it may spread from my Soul to the Souls of others,
Ever whispering of Thee.
I lay all the flowers of my love
At Thy Feet of Eternity.
I pray that I may behold my love in others,
And in the light of that greater love,
May I behold Thy unveiled Face of Peace.
May I behold myself in others,
And may I ever perceive Thee
Enthroned in our united hearts.
In the heart of my whispers,
I feel the stir of Thy whispers.
In the light of my burning love for Thee,
I behold Thy sacred Face of Silence at last.
O Divine Mother,
Unite our hearts as One Heart,
That on the sacred altar of United Hearts,
We may find Thine Omnipresence
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