Divine Mother

Silently I call and in the still

And pain-filled night aware of your reply

There surges from the deepest seat of will

A gratitude that shall not fail nor die.

No breaking sun through dense and storm-dark c loud

Could match the light I saw within your eyes,

Approaching you the holy, vain and proud

Knelt down to kiss your feet then slowly rise

Into a new-found vision and a vast

Experience of self and brotherhood.

Some left in tears and all in silence passed

Moved by your smile and all for which you stood.