I look out at the world
Through every eye,
My blessings fall upon every mind
And the grace of all beings
Is the whirling motion
Of my transmutation,
The Bliss which quickens
And calms every heart--
This is my self-realization.

I have never left
Your holy mountain temples
Though my body walks
The streets of cities
And lonely meadow paths.
Hearts call in prayer
For my friendship and consolation:
All who enter into my Silence
Gather the nectar of my Love.

You who look upon all these worlds,
Gaze also into my heart
Centering my existence
In the pulsation of your Light.
Come, sit with me, all you saints
Whose hearts have enwrapped humanity:
I feel your presence so close within,
Reaching across all time and space,
Transcendent consciousness
Of the One True Self.