Poem - Ultimate Unification

From the most ancient days,

women have worn a wreath upon their heads.

With this wreath they are said to have pronounced

the most sacred incantations.

Is it not the wreath of unity?

And this blessed unity, 

is it not the highest responsibility and beautiful mission of womanhood?

From women one may hear that we must seek disarmament

not in war and guns

but in our spirits. 

And from where can the young generation hear its first caress of unification?

Only from mother.

To both East and West, the image of the Great Mother - 

womanhood, is the bridge to ultimate unification. 

 ~Nicholas Roerich (1874-1947) From Shambhala