I am Narcissus, in love with myself, I leave no domains unturned in search of an iota of bliss, In pain, in the grand dissolution and violent extinction, In my own unformed, nameless all devouring oblivion.
Old familiar harmonies, associations, Ideas and ideals are fast disappearing. New harmonies, fast, majestic are facing The barrage of mountains and mountains Of limited melodies, chamber music and ancient themes.
Led by the Organist the soul broke into the wide rapture Of a daring harmony in a moment of inner liberation. Walls fell apart, boundaries were rescinded.
May Thy all-seeing, all understanding, all harmonising self realising Will be done. Its action is too vast, complex, and recondite in this chaos of turbulent desires and violent hatred to be perceived by our mind. Each person is a microcosm representing the whole world and all the forces in it