A doubtful business as a viper glides
From the straight path into a clump
Of Heather busy with redolent labor
Among the heathen
Many presences and companions
Are near at hand but beyond human vision
Flowing in the eternal imperishable current
All one instinct with sexual vitality
Enraptured with the bliss of higher realms
On the way to the palace of light
Through the human body lies
The path that leads to the living
Goddess’s Great Temple