Of His Infinity

Seeking with the stultifying mind

Answers that can only come when calm

Descends and breeches the thickened fortress walls,

Crosses the draw-bridge of our ignorance,

Above the moat of our obscurity

Subdues the defenders of old and fixed ideas

And the guardians of superior intellect,

Enters the Chamber with the sword of peace

Installing on the throne the rightful heir.

Only then begins the warrior-quest

Who seeks for truth in life's uncertainty,

For love that burns a bright unsullied flame,

A body to bear divine unbearable bliss,

These births accompanied by careful death

Who moves us when we can no loner move

Or grow into the image we adore,

And steps upon a path of consciousness

That seems a plain or often an abyss

But spirals upward to the living source

Whom we name God but still inapt to see

That we, invested with his force shall be

The infinite of his infinity.