Life Journey

October 1999

Death and its ravaging hand hold nought for me

Who tread an inner road unchecked by the hours

And on the horizon see a transfigured earth

And carry within a burning memory

Of a golden lord and his fire-white bride

Transforming earth by their love and sacrifice.

Still now upon a lowly height I stand

To view the vanguard march of warrior souls

With unhurried feet traverse the sands of time.

Inferior in thought, inconstant in will,

A thousand thousand flaws I bring to Thee

And pray for revealing light and humility.

I have met thee, Beloved, in every face and form,

Followed thy footsteps in far and foreign lands,

Glimpsed with other than the empirical eye

Thy Force transforming lives by day, by hour.

May I feel Thy Love in every waking breath

And all my being consecrate in joy

And feel Thy peace upon my lids of sleep

Til of the irreducible spark I grow one.