- I -
Divine Mother, dark lamp of illumination,
open our shining eyes in your vast womb!
Raise the looking glass you hold, of inspiration,
and let it rise, moonlike, over this one’s tomb,
reflecting fully your gentle light of intuition
upon the fabric love has woven on your loom.

Focus this one’s lens upon the scene imprinted there
and reveal the living tapestry patterned by Meher.

- II -
Align the circling planets and the stars you choose
into a configuration that aids this undertaking.
Permit some light to shine from this one’s muse,
for darkness alternates with sun’s awaking
and what we gain by day, at night we feel we lose,
and your house we must one day be forsaking.

Glance our way, extending your romantic dare
that we surrender every precious moment to Meher.

- III -
Ignite in this one the tool of bright imagination -
the saffron flame with the turquoise heart of blue -
and light our way to that place of Celebration
that brings out in the colorless every vivid hue,
painting life with exciting tinges of anticipation
of the fulfillment of that love that is forever new.

For we have known the night’s many shades of care
and now we wish to see all the bright colors of Meher.

- IV -
Goddess, beckon within a graceful hand those with shining eyes
who look for one to string poetic pearls of sound -
create a vibration in their mind that their longing magnifies
by breathing sweetly through this hollow reed you found.
Amplify that music that is a continual surprise
while spreading your flowery scent upon this ground.

Tell us of your Beloved and of what His lover now should be aware,
for we are poor lovers and would discover how we could see Meher.