She dwells not in the far-off sky,
But in the heart's each breath resides;
From age to age in dust and din
As nectar and song she still abides.
Earth's ancient thirst to slake she's born
As Mira's soul again and again,
And teaches through her love - how, vowed
To love, we can Dream's peak attain.
Forgetting all fatigue and pain
And, serving all, she would reveal
The One whose Grace alone brings Dawn
Life's atheist darkness to repeal.
Indira is her name, whose pure
Heart He colours in His own hue,
So, outspraying His love's own light through her
Sweet love our night she may subdue.