Sacrificial Soul

I have walked among the flowers till my soul

Was filled with all the beauty life can give,

And I remember thee in fragrances

Recalled in jasmine nights and rose-filled dawns.

My soul took winged flight and soared above

The blinding pain of vacant days and hours

Alone without your presence and your smile,

A haunted spirit in the void of night.

I know that life holds nothing more for me

Unless I give this loneliness and grief

And more, the full surrender of my heart

To the Mother of all lives who holds us close,

Opening as the champak blossoms break

Releasing from the petals of their love

Perfume of offering upon our air,

This world of seeming darkness full of light,

Disharmony and greed our daily fare

And lust to fuel our anger and our fear.

We miss yet somehow know a force is there,

The Guardians of our unspoken dreams,

Far they seem yet nearer than our thoughts,

Partaking with us the bitter fruit of death

Acknowledging its deep necessity,

Attendants at each birth, each childlike step

Who calmly guide the spirit on its way.

As I kneel before the image I adore

And pray my oft-voiced prayers of gratitude

I cannot see the future fronting me

Yet must break all attachment to the past,

To live a sacrificial soul, alone.

In the moments of an ever-present grace

Abide and wait upon the sign and call.