All hail the Stage-Director of the Play of Sex,
He who manages Love's Theatre,
Priest of the Bowman's Grove,
Chief God of Women, famed in three worlds,
High Priest of Passion's Kingdom,
He who performs our Moonlight Mass,
And sleeps at the Peak of Shiva's Crown:
Victorious is that God, Born of the Sea of Milk,
The White-Rayed Lover of the Waterlillies.
Happy to the Palace, Thou and I,
Two forms, two figures, but one soul,
Thou and
I.
The colors and voices of immortality in Paradise,
Thou and I.
The stars of Heaven will come to gaze upon us:
We will show them the moon herself, Thou and I.