Ascetics distance
The stoic stance
All this they bore
And He could not ignore
Seekers so intense
Broke his obstinate stance
Celestial sages seven
Strived not in search of Heaven
But to find a way for every human
To find a way beyond hell and heaven
They toiled for their race
He could not withhold his Grace
He turned his sacred face
To south to look upon their race
They not only beheld his divine face
But held the downpour of ultimate Grace
As the Beginningless One flowed
In knowing, seven sages overflowed
To release the world
From its crusted mold
To this day the sacred knowing flows
We will not rest until every vermin knows
Love & Grace