The Sun of supramental gold descends,
The high omnipotence of diamond daze!
The Lion of light with a million rays of truth,
The Bull of hero-strengths with armies of flame,
The White Horse with a moon-halo on his head,
The Eagle of ecstasy with far wafted wings,
The Stag of swift luminous omniscient beam,
The Star-Serpent of stark gigantic might,
The Bison with red horns of immortality’s Law;
The great august
Comes crashing the golden cosmos’s massive gates,
Sweeping in his royalty’s blaze the twilight of thought,
Thundering through the throat the impeccable voice,
Pouring in the heart the holocaust of love,
Pressing the fire-feet of the creative gleam,
Flooding with miracles the spines of little life,
Thrilling the vast Name in body’s night of trance;
The Self of Bliss bursts in seven epiphanies.
RY Deshpande
2 June 1960
See also:
http://www.mirroroftomorrow.org/blog/_archives/2010/8/21/4603593.html