I should like to speak

With a new voice, speak

Like Adam in the Garden, speak

Like the Rishis of old, announcing

In strong jubilant voices the Sun

Moon Stars Dawn Winds Fire

Storm and above all the god-given

Intoxicating ecstatic

Soma, speak

Like divine men celebrating

The divine cosmos with divine names,

I should like to speak

With a new voice, telling

The new things that I know, chanting

In incomparable rhythms

New things to new men, singing

The new horizon, the new vision

The new dawn, the new day,

I should like to use

New words, use

Words pristine, primeval, words

Pure and bright as snow-crystals, words

Resonant, expressive, creative,

Such as, breathed to music, built Ilion.

(The old words

Are too tired soiled stale lifeless.)

New words

Come to me from the stars

From your eyes from

Space

New words vibrant, radiant, able to utter

The new me, able

To build for new

Men a new world.

Sangharakshita 1969