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SONGS OF THE SOUL

MY KINSMEN

In spacious hall of trance I spied—Aglow with million dazzling lights,Tapestried with the snowy cloud —My kinsmen all, lowly, proud;
The banquet great with music rolls,The drum of Om[1] in measure falls,The hosts, in many ways arrayed,Some plain, some gorgeous dress displayed.
Around the various tables largeOf earth and moon and sun and stars,The countless mute, and noisy guestsObserved Dame Nature’s feast with zest.
The tiny-eyed and shiny sands,Thirsty, drank of ocean’s life:I well remember once I brawledFor a sip of sea, with kinsmen sands.

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  1. ↑ Cosmic vibration.
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