The One in Whom We Move

Soon daffodils will break the crust of earth

And crocus flower cheerful in the snow

And all these silent harbingers of mirth

Will move the heart and everywhere we go

The eye arrest, enchant for our delight

This earth ablaze with hues that once was bare,

Displace the dark hegemony of night.

And we shall kneel at peace for in our care

Are gardens of a consciousness to build

Not yet descended to this mortal zone

But waiting till the ego soul is killed,

Desire dead, the inner vision grown

To encompass life and sanctify with love

Our labour for the One in whom we move.