Godliness

A feeble quick hand
Stoops to the feet
Seeks a blessing inhuman
While
Drum beats thunder to the Core.

A forehead white,
Red with the rays of Heaven
Touches the ground
And meets to the feet.

A Deity ethereal
Stoops to the ground
Her feet soily tarnished
Ashamed be the
Impurities universal,
Glad be the Earth at Her touch.

A feeble quick hand
Stoops and touches the feet,
The feet turned to Gold.

A voice trembling
A passionate urge
Seeks a blessing
A blessing
To last a life-long.

Two mechanical hands
With palm raised
Touches the forehead soft
A half spoken murmur
Fades through Air
And becomes
The prophecy of the Human-God!

The Deity stoops to the feet
And transforms
A Human sufferer
To a God definite.

While Immortality laughs,
The Light falls on Earth and
Drum beats thunder in the Air.

“Rule your World, Deity ethereal,
Victory be Yours for ever for”—
Glad be the Earth and mine,
A prophecy Eternal.