A Mind of God

I wake in night examining my dreams

To find a clue that tugs at me by day

Or failing sleep drift on memory's streams

Recalling beauty that has flown away,

Away from life into the arms of Death

To worlds of rest I do not know or see

And splendours that would take away the breath,

Make all we know an unreality.

For death a blatant charlatan or fraud

No longer passes there as king of night

Nor must we face him fearful, overawed

As he is but a tool the growing light

Will cast aside when we awake to find

The key to conscious immortality,

Within the body's walls perceive a mind

Of God resolving all duality.