God From the Shadows

Hanging on the cross in agony

Writhing with the pain of our deceit,

God from the shadows smiling looks on us

Forgiving of our terrible defeat.

Maintaining animosity in war

And treachery in times of halting peace

The life-blood of humanity is shed

And never will the reign of sorrow cease

While clothed in ego's vestments we resist

The call to truth that sounds within the soul

From lower nature's impulses desist

Aspire for the sacramental goal,

Add our voice to choruses of light

When all is stilled and ego-self retires,

Revoke the dire compact with the night

And dance upon the grave of our desires.