Стаурский С.С. THE PATH TO THE CREATOR! Alternate Version

Again I live in waiting deep
I long to see the worlds asleep
To hear the Father's endless flight
Where once again He shines His light
The Spirit's light in flesh made real
Sometimes to distant lands I steal
His covenant — no spoken sound
Yet in my heart I hear it pound
A rhythmic knocking deep inside
That softly whispers, Do not hide
Stop, listen, child of man, and see
Your airy shore, your destiny
Where fate now draws you with its call
To distant roads beyond them all!
But you refuse to walk the way!
You only fool yourself each day
With empty thoughts you wander blind
And yet you cannot see your mind!
Oh, wondrous soul, just pause and wait
Listen quietly, do not hate
How that sacred spring now flows
Which from your soul's depths arose
From the Creator's light of grace
Who made your spirit, gave it space
And raised your wings to heaven's height
Breathed life into you, gave you light
And made your soul again take flight!
So fly, my child, without delay
For you won't learn in just one day
How wondrous and how fair the world
That by your God was fully unfurled
So that your soul might joyful rise
And with a calm and steady eyes
Fill that world with your own light
In His gardens, pure and bright
And with Him alone
Make a feast of endless tone
In eternal glory of all worlds!
Unbound by worldly chains and cords
That squeeze and hold you down so tight!
Break free from shackles, flee from pain
Cast off the worthless, base, and vain
Run far from praise that's falsely fed!
For there's no honor in it — dead
Honor that only God can give!
Break free from chains and truly live
Come to Him and bow down low
With joy and honor let it show
To His bright consciousness draw near!
He will receive you without fear
And to His wondrous world will steer
Where there is neither envy nor lies!
No honor trampled, no disguise
Which worldly people call a flaw
In their own feeble-minded awe!
Your face is sometimes filled with grace
And beauty shines in every place
In heaven and earth no sweeter song I know
Than souls that play at birth's first glow!
They fill the whole world with delight
Where the Creator's face shines bright!
And they are children, all so true
In the eyes of the Almighty, Who's above!
So soar on high, do not delay
And to the Creator turn and pray
And turn your spirit into joy's own sway!
And with your prayer so deep and true
Your soul will warm itself anew!