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Song of Creation ‘Then there was neither
Aught nor Nought, no air nor sky beyond. What covered all? Where rested all? In watery gulf profound? Nor death was then, nor
deathlessness, nor change of night and day. That One breathed calmly,
self-sustained; nought else beyond it lay. Gloom hid in gloom existed
first - one sea, eluding view. That One, a void in chaos
wrapt, by inward fervour grew. Within it first arose
desire, the primal germ of mind, Which nothing with existence
links, as sages searching find. The kindling ray that shot
across the dark and drear abyss- Was it beneath? or high
aloft? What bard can answer this? There fecundating powers
were found, and mighty forces strove- A self-supporting mass
beneath, and energy above. Who knows, who ever told,
from whence this vast creation rose? No gods had then been born -
who then can e'er the truth disclose? Whence sprang this world,
and whether framed by hand divine or no- Its Lord in heaven alone can tell, if even he can show.’
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