The Indwelling Deity

1/23/01

The voices of sorrow sing their haunting songs

Enticing the emotional soul to weep,

To grieve for all injustices, the wrongs

Our life has seen and from some horror's deep

Recall those visions of terror, the history

Of evil acts and goodness met by Death

The hunter, stalking with impunity

The aging frame, catching our final breath.

Profligates we have squandered the gifts of the sun,

A penury of being our pallid change.

For lost is the view of the ancient One

And gone is his smile from the human range.

O lift from us the mask of ego-sense

That bars our sight from godhead's trinity,

Our lower nature's need of recompense

For selfish acts we couch in piety.

Heal the deep paralysis of mind

Let fall from us the burdening weight of "I"

In a pure and deep surrender let us find

Our centre's stand, the indwelling deity.