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On summons by the ever new,
Upon summons by the Ever-New,
My will rushes, dancing,
My penchant is to race in dance
Toward yonder blue.
Toward far-away azure.
Today, just marching on's my song;
My life is but His smiling invitation.


Today my song is only the onward march—
Looking behind and waiting 'round in vain...
My life is only that alluring invitation.
The One Who's drawing me, that's what I crave.


Rather than lag behind, sitting idle,
My will inside His will, my wish inside His wish...
I seek the one who entices me.
Into one melody they do mingle and merge.
 
My mind in cosmic mind, my life in cosmic life—
They fuse into a single tune.
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