In silent passageways and covert lanes
He traced a journey through the inner worlds
Arriving at the gateway of the soul.
He stood before a door of living light
And saw the secret entry through the heart
And felt the fire burning in his breast.
All the years of searching for the key
Condensed upon that mighty beat in time
When She with calm and majesty looked down
Upon his humbled form and touched his head,
A blessing for all ages yet to come.
The great divide of future, present, past
Was married in the morning of her smile.
Though far one travels still that touch remains
Support of all our wayward steps in time.
Though life deceives and everywhere an end
Is seen among the warring tribes of men
One must hold to a defining peace and know
Beyond the body's temporal design,
Beyond the mind that spins in worn-out grooves,
Facing death on every human front,
Even when we skirt the rim of hell,
Nothing shall be a hindrance or a bar
To the Word that seeks expression in our depths
And Heaven's touch on the immortal soul.