The Ashram - Early Days

Remembering the hallowed atmosphere

Of silence and the charged and sacred ground

We lived upbuoyed by wings of Force no fear

Could penetrate, and we her captives bound

By a smile that opened on eternity.

We were children then, happy by her feet

Content to be and all our destiny

Assured, and death a chimera or cheat

To be dissolved in the radiance of her light.

Nothing we knew of the battlefield within

Or scaling of a far forbidding height

The soul from dark inconscient night to win.

Now mid the chaos and cacophony

Awakened our being gathers round its sun

And the world of ego-rule turns to flee

Before the presence of the luminous One.