In The Mother's Presence

O moment that no thought can replicate

O vision burning in the psychic core

How patiently you changed our spirit's fate

And all our gross intransigence forbore.

Knowing Thee within we seek Thee still

In labyrinthine passages of mind

Where thought-intruders come and go at will

And all Doubt's forces ready passage find.

The tablets of the past we must erase,

Approach Thee as a pure and empty slate

Inconscient acts and ego-wants replace,

Our lives to sanctify and consecrate.

The hour of God now in us arrives

And Truth's descent into our fractured lives.