Until the Falsehood Disappears

Sleep now my soul and fly the bonds of time,

The blessings of the night to comfort you.

Soar out from the restricting walls of flesh

In the sanctum of the spirit's peace, renew.

For love that labours unconvinced of death

Shall solace find, complete the work undone,

Pain shall fade and grief still unconsoled

In the great adventure towards the inner sun.

Shall we not dwell one day in Beauty's hour,

The code of darkness under which we live

Reprogram and the hidden self empower,

Know desire as a palliative

Refuse the edict that we must grow old

And the daunting prospect of the failing years,

If we must die let it be to all things old

Until the falsehood in us disappears.