Force of Light Descending

We dwell in a time of gross uncertainties

In an edifice built on the shifting sands of thought

Lost is the inner roadmap, misplaced the keys

Forgotten the battles heroic souls have fought.

Drifting through the daylight and the dark

Numbed by the mindless cycles of our days

Deaf to the sparrow's song, the meadow lark

We wander lost in a pleasure-seeking haze.

Immersed in a surface consciousness that dares

To disregard the aegis of the soul,

Minds benumbed by desire's dazzling snares

Bodies lurching forward without goal.

A subtle music descending from higher spheres

In life-affirming strains of harmony

Can impose its peace upon our troubled years

Invest our lives with inner dignity.

The higher sounds of poetry declare

With mantric force an end to evil's hold,

Our errors and our dull plebeian ware

A mother's love and laughter shall enfold.

But now the battle fierce is waged apace,

Within the body's walls, where mind is dumb

And sullen corners locked in night's embrace

Exposed to a Light strong to overcome

Illness and death, the unreal Spectre's face,

Impressing on unconscious cells its will

As a torch in our dark foundation illumines still

Waters of unconscious self to grace.