O Lord, Thou who art on the threshold of the Unknowable, I greet Thee!
And is it not Thou greeting Thy own self in the Unthinkable Essence of Being, in its immeasurable depths, and even in its most external realisations? For the Being is Thyself, whatever its mode of existence, and the Unthinkable Eternal is also Thyself in Thy essence. And this integral consciousness Thou hast made ours, so that we may be Thyself, not only in fact but consciously and effectively. And thus all is an interchange of salutations full of love and joyous adoration, in an ardent aspiration of our Mother towards Thee and an infinite and powerful response from Thee to our Mother, and finally from the totality of Thyself to all that is not yet manifested, to all the Unknowable which we shall know more and more, better and better, but which will ever remain the Unknowable.
In the absolute silence all is, now and eternally; in the universal manifestation all will be in a perpetual becoming.
In the perfection of consciousness and the integral life, the being sings a canticle of gladness for That which at once is and will be eternally.
Hail to Thee, Master of the world, art Thou not the intermediary between what is and what will be, even while being simultaneously what is and what will be?
O marvellous Immensity, perceptible and indefinable at once, in an integral illumination I bow to Thee.