Please point out if what I am assuming is right: A being stood immortal in transience, Deathless dallying with momentary things, In whose wide eyes of tranquil happiness Which pity and sorrow could not abrogate Infinity turned its gaze on finite shapes: Observer of the silent steps of the hours, Eternity upheld the minute’s acts And the passing scenes of the Everlasting’s play. (Psychic Being?) The Spirit’s conscious representative, God’s delegate in our humanity, Comrade of the universe, the Transcendent’s ray, She had come into the mortal body’s room To play at ball with Time and Circumstance. (Psychic Being/Transcendent's-ray and being addressed as a She?) But since she knows the toil of mind and life As a mother feels and shares her children’s lives, She puts forth a small portion of herself, A being no bigger than the thumb of man Into a hidden region of the heart To face the pang and to forget the bliss, To share the suffering and endure earth’s wounds And labour mid the labour of the stars. (Surface Soul put out BY Psychic Being?)