Behind the curtain of the world

. . . lies a mystery waiting to unfold.

Across the ages of humanity

. . . lies a revelation waiting to be told.

Within the vast reaches of outer space

. . . the galaxies display their awesome grace.

Within the veiled confines of inner space

. . . lies the untold secrets of the human race.

Across the eternal darkness of the deep,

. . . lies the living presence of an infinite universe.

Along the shores of eternity,

. . . float the sands of time our world to traverse.

Inside the corridors of the mind

. . . roam all the thoughts with their rare acumen.

Inside the cavern of the heart

. . . beats all the emotions that make us human.

In the field of the psyche

. . . lies the imagination with its insight.

On the plate of the human soul,

. . . shines the body’s shadow and light.

With the rising and setting of the sun,

. . . lies the progression of time’s arrow.

In the waxing of dawn and the waning of dusk,

. . . lies the sweet song of the sparrow.

We salute the Progenitor, the only One

. . . that has diversity into the universe spun.

We salute the Nameless Spirit that with us confides

. . . beyond the curtain of the world where it resides.