All Things New

Golden in the sunlight of Her smile

Aspirants and devotees of light,

Upturned faces opening out the soul

Recipients of bliss in great degrees,

Divine largesse the gift supreme on earth.

Perhaps the legions of the darkness plan

A final thrust before their fated end

Or so appears this sad embattled world

So full of promise despite the wrath of man

Upon his kin, upon his very self,

Denying Grace, abandoning the Dream,

To self-destruct in some predestined hell

Or cling to Truth as sinks the falsehood's night

And the pain and dark necessity of death.

But One has come and shown the sunlit path

And sung of all the glory still to be,

For earth and man shall rise to heaven's heights,

His promise to the deep surrendered soul,

And Love shall touch the offered and the blessed.

Already one can feel the New World close,

It presses lightly on the doors of life

Inviting us to step with faith and joy

Through gossamer curtains of the heart's divide

And look at all things new that are the same

Uncovered of the cloak of ignorance,

Revealed in beauty as the mystic rose.