The Godhead Poised

The modern life as offering and bribe

Regales us with its vain kaleidoscope

Of paltry shades or colours' jarring clash

Allotting reflection not a moment's hope.

Yet pressing on our earthly consciousness

Invisible yet evident to all

A force of God attends inviolate

And resonates its puissant, silent call.

While deep-grooved mind in it's circular seeking turns,

The fire invisible rises in sanctified air

Escaping its towering prison while in us there burns

The godhead poised on life's descending stair.