Father, Daughter,and Son

The fear within so devastating, bare,

He could not speak the word, his voice now caught,

Hopeless of possibility, in pain,

Hoarsely whispered to me, features distraught,

"The C Word" and all his anguish spilled.

A daughter sole, possessed of matchless grace

All perfections in her bosom held,

Of her vibrant spirit hardly now a trace.

For she lay dying as we sat in our despair

Awaiting in tears the racking final breath,

Yet still she strove, unwilling to loose

The cords of life and greet the spectre, death.

Then silently her husband came to her.

And kneeling held her spent and ravaged frame,

A final time she cast a glance of love

Then died as on her lips was formed his name.

I had no strength to succour or console

For I was caught, held in emotion's noose,

All the years of yoga wasted by tears,

A captive of sorrow sweeping and profuse

All calm dissolved in waves of grief within.

Yet ever we grow through seemingly endless falls

And all our stumblings a surer stride prepare,

A little open when the Godhead calls,

One more step toward an unseen goal

That lures our souls with vision's faultless light

And thoughts that scale beyond the peaks of mind

And glorious hints of the worlds of inner sight.

So many loved are dead and time moves on

And I increase in years yet younger grow

As the burden of the separate self He lifts

Revealing to me the hidden spirit's glow.

I seek him now as brother and as friend

Companion of my dreams who owns my love,

In search of him my faltering feet trek on,

His sweetness to feel within, without, above.