Repeating the Mantra of His Name

All my failing efforts were subsumed

Into His greater love and consciousness,

Facets of being dense, intractable

Fell away as a cloak of outworn dress

Is shed, threadbare, discarded for newer garb

Fitted to the body and the soul.

Yet garments of a former self remain

Attached to habit's vain and leading role,

Residues that fain would soil and stain

The central being's sun-white radiance,

Mar the unity that is to be,

Hoping to slow the pace of God's advance.

But even these He gently will remove

As aspiration's sparks ignite the Flame

And the psychic being kneels in gratitude

Ever repeating the mantra of His name.