Collected Works (Vol. II)

152 Christian pre- misses ac- cepted. Severe mental strain involved in reading poem. The Ascension at last! This is a common feat. Prana- yama, Difference be- ‘tween David Douglas Home, Sri Swami Sabapati Vamadeva Bhaskara- nanda Saras- wati and the Christ. Latter com- pared to Madame Hum- bert. THE SWORD OF SONG Et praeter—such as Huxley tells) I’ll pierce your rotten harness-joints, Dissolve your diabolic spells, With the quick truth and nothing else. So not one word derogatory To your own version of the story ! I take your Christ, your God’s creation, Just at their own sweet valuation. For by this culminating scene, Close of that wondrous life of woe Before and after death, we know How to esteem the Nazarene. Where’s the wet towel? Let us first Destroy the argument of fools, From Paul right downward to the Schools, That the Ascension’s self rehearsed Christ’s Godhead by its miracle. Grand !—but the power is mine as well ! In India levitation counts No tithe of the immense amounts Of powers demanded by the wise From Chela ere the Chela rise To Knowledge. Fairy-tales? Well, first, Sit down a week and hold your breath As masters teach *—until you burst, Or nearly—in a week, one saith, A month, perchance a year for you, Hard practice, and yourself may fly— Yes! Ihave done it! you may too! Thus, in Ascension, you and I Stand as Christ’s peers and therefore fit To judge him—“ Stay, friend, wait a bit !” (You cry) ‘ Your Indian Yogis fall Back to the planet after all, Never attain to heaven and stand (Stephen) or sit (Paul) ® at the hand Of the Most High !—And that alone, That question of the Great White Throne, Is the sole point that we debate.” I answer, Here in India wait 300 305 310 315 320 325 330 335