37. Hover Over the Minaret of My Expectations, O Mighty Spirit

Into the temple of peace, come Thou, O God of joy! Into the shrine of devotion, come Thou O Bliss-God! Make the sanctuary of my goodness sacred by Thy presence.

O mighty Allah, hover over Thy lone waiting minaret of my expectations. O Allah, the mosque of my mind exudes the frankincense of stillness.

Come! We are waiting to hear the tread of Thy footsteps. The temple vihara of my self-development is waiting for Thy coming.

Into the invisible church of my prayer, built of strong, white blocks of devotion, come Thou daily to receive the humble offering of my heart, renewed by love.


38. The Bee of My Mind Loves to Drink from the Blue Lotus of Thy Feet