By the lifting of the self to free union
with the Real, a new life is entered upon,
new powers, new responsibilities are conferred.
This state in essence is a fulfillment of love;
the attainment of a heart's desire.
The three prime activities of the normal self,
feeling, intellect, and will, though they seem
to be fused, are really carried up to a higher term.
They are unified, it is true, but still present in their
integrity; and each demands and receives full
satisfaction in the attainment of this
final honour for which man has been made.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem