Chant of Wisdom
By Ruth St. Denis
Monks of the Wisdom Bliss, Chant on!
My inner being dances
To the music of thy voices
Murmuring the immortal language.
I bring garlands to thy Master's feet,
And bend low in praise to thee, His selfless messengers.
The soundless music of thy thoughts,
And the drum beats of thy measured disciplines
Have caught my wandering uncertain feet
And set them on the Path.
For this I give my praise!
Oh, Monks of Ageless Wisdom, Chant on!
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