With Thy wand of ecstasy:

When the seven meanings pass

Through the lucencies of glass,

Twining to a rod of white

Drawn unto Thy Sun-delight ;

When the tranced moon-waters roll

In the caverns of the soul

Deep reverberations stored

Of the laughter of the Lord;

When the stars of destiny

Break their Karmic seals,

and free In the being's living breath

Secrecies of life and death,

Placing in my hand the key

Of Thy folded mystery;

Sweet Entrancer, round me close

Magic circlets of Thy Rose.