Where the Starlight Flowers

Beyond the nothingness I am,

Beyond the call that comes to me

As water bursting through a dam

Rushes to embrace the sea,

Beyond the God I worship here

But cannot find within these walls,

Not in the spring or waning year

Though thrice we met in timeless halls,

Aware in silence He is heard

And in the ruby heart of love,

In the stilled mind the Creative Word

Flows in torrents from above.

In outer joys He too is found

But fleetingly, I cannot grasp

His feet upon the sacred ground

Or long sustain His fiery clasp.

And yet my prayers serve to maintain

This life through all its longing hours,

To see the Lady once again

And meet Him where the starlight flowers.