The Golden Reins of Consciousness

When our days were young and you and I were free

O my beloved with the sunlit smile,

Whose eyes like pools of lapis lazuli

My image held as in a crystal vial.

My soul was rapt in beauty's ways by love

Surrounded by the peace of happy years

As the brightening threads of our morning marriage wove

A tapestry of life unstained by tears

And moments of divine awakenings,

A visionary dreamscape of the Real

That hides itself behind apparent things,

Our nuptial vow and inner spirit's seal.

Then slowly as the star-swept evening yields

To the richly coloured wedding of the morn

You left these beautiful but troubled fields

And the sacred body so serenely worn.

Exempt from our travail and freed from pain

You lie encased in folds of spirit-peace,

A day will come your soul called once again

The golden reins of consciousness shall seize,

Descend to earth in raiment of the blest,

The golden gods surrounding thee with songs

And all thy being a divine bequest

Of grace for which earth desperately longs.