Balcony Darshan – The Soul Looks Back

I saw Her once in golden air

Moving on jewelled feet,

A vision of grandeur passing fair,

Love divine replete.

Alone I stood with a thousand eyes

Fixed on Her balcony

Awaiting a moment of Paradise,

But then She cast on me

The diamond gaze of God's delight.

I felt a physical blow,

Her spinning orbs drove through my sight,

What seeds did She there sow?

Only the passing of the years

And stilling of the mind

Or moments when the Grace appears

Enable me to find

Her marvel-changes wrought within,

Moulding new harmonies,

Wearing the shell of ego thin

To gain the soul's increase

And marshal the forces of the light

To conquer the human clay

Spiriting from the clutch of night

The infant-soul at play.

Now the heart is Hers alone

And body prays to be

A vessel or an overtone

Of willed divinity.