Emergence of the Soul

Even in my youth's most carefree hours

Counsel I sought among the realized few

Drawn to their inner strength and hidden powers

Deeply I drank at their wisdom's fount and drew

The sustenance of spirit to survive

The arduous emergence of the soul,

And its descent into the earthly life

And the promise of high and hidden goal.

But Desire was too much with me, the "I"

That wraps the world into its packaged view,

Ego that swallows all God's mystery

And thinks itself the knower of the true.

As one held under water I strove to rise

Locked in the grip of a fierce and downward force,

And struggled with the surface destinies

Seeking to right the spirit on its course.

As I opened to a higher light

A guardian spirit stood shining by my side,

I entered a room that seemed all white on white

And met therein the Lord's eternal Bride.