Architect of Light

He has broken the lock and soon will set me free

From the prison of my deeds and my desires

Where I have lived behind these mortal bars,

With encapsulated memories and dreams

And all things past the soul would now renounce,

To fly above the ceiling of limiting mind,

Out from the rigid body's hard confines,

A freedom-bird who soars into the sun

Of Self enlightenment, no prisoner

Of fate, unbound by matter's iron laws.

Time forgotten and the realms of space

Beckon to me beyond the distant stars;

Yet all experience resides within

And nowhere can I go but He is there,

Companion, friend, architect of Light,

The calm, compassionate one, the Avatar

To whom I bow in reverence and kneel,

Approaching now his golden, stainless feet.