Vestments of the Light

In the snare of heavenly jasmine and the musk rose I am caught

In the smiles of men and angels and the demons I have fought

In the seas of my becoming where I swim with guided hand

In the forests of my memory, my youth's great hinterland,

In the sweetness of a love that grows unsoiled by death and time

The adventure of my consciousness, the soul's unerring climb,

I am held in the arms of a Mother whose love encompasses my soul

With Her golden chain around my heart, She guides me to my goal.

She has called me from the depths of sleep and charged me with the task

Of awakening the God within whose face I must unmask

To surrender to my spirit's truth and in this mortal dress

Put on the vestments of the light, partake of Her largesse.