Death and Rebirth

Those whom I've loved around me fall

As falls the sun from a perfect day

Releasing the imprisoned fire-bird

To soar from out the failing clay.

Grief as a stranger visits me

And finds no welcome at my door

For deep within my soul I keep

These spirits who have gone before.

There is no time for vital tears

And sadness that would camp in me

With still such prayer and long travail

To set the psychic being free.

For man shall know divine rebirth

When Supermind appears on earth.