The Gates of God

One who is in every changing form

Reveals himself as lover, child or friend

I sang him once but slowly and with age

Have lost the power and the opening

That once could fill the vacant halls of space

As youth poured out God-given melodies.

When the inner work began the voice was stilled

And hid itself inside the cavern-heart

To await the day when song as offering

Might blossom as the flower to the sun

And self awake to light illumining

The treasure lost or hid from mind's desire.

I am on the path, yet distant yet my home,

Eternity not time enough to grow

Unless is kept alive the flame of faith

On consecration's altar in the night

When all surrenders from the heart of love

And gratitude unlocks the gates of God.