by: John Stuart Blackie
- Despise not the name;
- Think and know
- Before thou blame!
- Look upon the face of Nature
- In the flush of June;
- BRAHMA is the great Creator,
- Life is Brahmas boon.
- Dost thou hear the zephyr blowing?
- That is Brahmas breath,
- Vital breath, live virtue showing
- Neath the ribs of death.
- Dost thou see the fountain flowing?
- That is Brahmas blood,
- Lucid blood--the same is glowing
- In the purpling bud.
- Brahmas Eyes look forth divining
- From the welkins brow,
- Full bright eyes--the same are shining
- In the sacred cow.
- Air, and Fire, and running River,
- And the procreant clod,
- Are but faces changing ever
- Of one changeless God.
- When thy wingèd thought ascendeth
- Where high thoughts are free,
- This is Brahma when he lendeth
- Half the God to thee.
- Brahma is the great Creator,
- Life a mystic drama;
- Heaven, and Earth, and living Nature
- Are but masks of Brahma.
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"Trimurti" is reprinted
from The Oxford book of English mystical verse. Ed. D.H.S.
Nicholson. Oxford: The Clarendon Press, 1917.