When the watesr cover the earth once more   And the great sea weeps again   Darkness shall choke the dying light   And the almighty king sun bleed      Only then shall we come to know   That which is our mortal thirst      For heavenly realms is our soul athirst   This pain is felt by man alone      I remember when the transcendent moon   Brought the lunar waves ever higher   Creation, from the vivid lucidity, on emanation   Who am I? That created creation......      Glorification be to your name and ways   Thou art the bringer of greatness   In your name we art lost   We art but microcosmic dust   We art but your extension   Your limbs art our souls   Your dark is our light   Yet let not our ignorant praise   Be upheard by your manifold omniprescence   For thou art wisdom personified   Thou art the Transcendental