With Tehmiben

No longer can I say, "I am this".

Without the inner knowledge can one speak

Of soul and God or what the psychic is?

Yet love in me shall find the One I seek.

Now in the quietude surrounding her,

Reading poetry by candlelight

When mind is still, for once the listener,

Heart speaks to heart, seer to acolyte.

She sleeps untroubled as the pure sleep

And I, the silent witness by her side,

A calm and introspective vigil keep,

Grateful in her presence to abide.

I have come in answer to her spirit's call,

Responding to a soul-emergency

And kneel beneath the Service Tree where all

Shall be revealed I now but dimly see.