Fragrant Vision

As the jasmine so the rose

A scent from heaven faintly blows

Across the still untroubled mind

And all my being towards Her flows.

In the calm reflective space

Of the spirit's godward pace

A fragrance of the soul I find

In every form, in every face.

I look anew with brighter eyes

On the haunting beauty of the skies

In every stranger that I meet

I see a light no dark denies.

All the beauty still to be

The joy awaiting patiently

A tread on earth of golden feet,

The hour of divinity.