When All Foundations Fall

There is no hatred living in my heart,

To forgive would be a rank stupidity,

For all the flaws of man are but my own,

Built slowly century by century.

I house the guilt of all the conscious world

And am replete with all its joys as well

The solution to the question dwells in me,

I am the maker of my heaven and hell.

The secret of the species soon to be

Breaking evolution’s heavy chains,

The great transition from the animal man

By surrender so deep that nothing dark remains,

Nothing of the DNA of death.

We are blessed to be alive in this new age

When all foundations fall and body learns

The secret of the poet-seer and sage

Changing as we live still unaware

The program of the body’s cells in those

Few souls who seek the all-transforming light,

And the doors of old experience close.