Around Aswapati shines a
bright felicity. There is a perpetual joy untouched by grief or fear, free and wide.
He traverses scenes of beauty and bliss, calm and luminous, hears notes of
celestial music chanting the glory of Love.
The glowing heights of
this realm climb towards a greatness beyond life. In these shining
Peace, Love, Strength
reach their acme. Pain is transmuted by the divine alchemic touch into potent
joy.
The gulf between heaven
and hell stands healed.
All the high visionings
of life are embodied here—her hopes, her thoughts, her willings. The course of
life is smooth and certain. Divinising music and profound creative thoughts
sail towards Aswapati.
The senses acquire a new
range. His very body glows with light and power and shrinks no more from the demand
of the Spirit to lose itself in identity with it.
Earth stands reborn,
companion of heaven.
Aswapati rises to the
stature of the gods and divine felicities pour into him transporting him into unknown
ecstasies. A touch of the supreme comes over his eager heart. Eternity draws
near in the form of Love and claims the body of Time.
A giant drop of Bliss
overwhelms him and all around spreads a fiery ocean of felicity. He is drowned in
its honeyed waves. He is able to bear this sheer delight without his body
breaking down. This rapture purifies him and turns his mortal strength to
undying power.
Immortality captures
Time and claims Life.