The Angels,
Gracious Lights of Soul,
bending near the earth in me,
touching the golden harp-strings
of my heart,
and all worlds
in silent obeisance lay
to hear their voices
“Peace and Joy!
“Peace and Joy!
Peace and Joy
Unto All.”
Upon this midnight clear
I listen to their Word resounding
Still. . .
—Swami Kamalananda