The Voyage To The Soul's Land.
with the Opening of the Glimmering Bay.
The gypsy-eye springs from windowed- wand,
And takes a cutoff voyage to soul's destination,
The invisible Mariner steeds the ship,
The ocean stops its commotion,
The sky engulfs all its clouds,
The occasional birds drop their singing hearts,
And all arts of this universe dissolve into naught.
The liberation renounces all incarnations,
All shadows of the Karma are washed ashore,
The tranquil-ed Atman blooms in sense beyond silence.
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