The gulf of ages lay between Thee and me, and widened as the waters of my oblivion of Thee grew through the centuries.

I stand by this rocky shore of matter, looking for Thy smooth shores of peace, beyond.

My inner architects are building for me a bridge of my constant remembrance of Thee.

The girders of my strength of self-control are all being riveted together.

My dreams of Thee are gathering together to make a rainbow-bridge of Self-realization, by which I will soon reach unto Thee.

From Whispers From Eternity, 1949 edition

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