When I Embrace Her Love Forgive me friends, I who have betrayed A thousand times my soul to ego's will In the holiest of cities blindly stayed My progress for the dwarf-self's lust to fill. You who have left the body's prison walls Resting in a sphere devoid of pain, Hear me as my inner being calls. I bow to thee sweet spirits and again Implore forgiveness as I have now begun The distillation of those fragrant years, The little good or harm I may have done To you who live in company of seers, For thoughtless acts in my oblivion I ask thy absolution on this head, Stunned by the death of my beloved one And the rivers of

Light Will Be at the Last I have felt desire thunder through the heart To settle in the pit where passion lies Known too Her love divine so pure, so wide, All beauty in her kohl shaded eyes. And then in this embodiment I saw Her smile at me and all the world was changed And when she spoke I knelt and gazed in awe, My life remade, the past rearranged. I looked at former lives across a shore I could not cross, rivers I need not ford And knew a

Focusing the Heart Prayer is insufficient if we stray And wander in the alleyways of mind For then the concentration flags and falls And scraps of thought flutter in the wind. We must fix our prayer as on a candle's flame Expunging from the mind the outward sense Focusing the heart upon the Name In gratitude and humble reverence.

Once Long Ago Once long ago when the world and I were young All things I saw were mine, I owned myself And all around me was at my command, The sea, the sky were marvels I could hold And life so very easy to understand. Now in a body slowly growing old I smile upon the little human elf Whose world is unexplained, his songs unsung. Love came and dwelt a ruby in my heart. I met the One above all space and time, Creatrix of the heavenly galaxies Who came to earth and put on human dress To wake the spirit in man that it might seize Eternal truth and towards the Light progress And from the animal to Godhead climb And never again from joy

She She comes down to our little globe Enfolds us in her healing robe And patiently prepares the ground Sowing it with golden grain And with Her laugh the worlds resound Her slightest touch dissolves our pain And opens the gates of hope again.

Cardinal He hit the window with a blinding crash And lay there, broken, dazed and motionless, I held him warm and dying in my hand, Eyes glazed, no more the rapid beating life , Of a youthful heart beneath a rose-stained breast. He settled slowly into the calm of death. The singing on the boughs never ceased His music and his presence were not mourned. It seemed that from the songs that filled the air All lived in the happy provinces of Spring.

Idle Talk Tattered remnants of a dying past Flutter in the corridors of mind, Fleeting shreds, they hope awhile to last And propagate disturbance in the blind Unknowing avenues on which we walk. Paying scant attention to the thought That lurks concealed in all our idle talk Through our mindless chatter we are caught As in a formidable spider's net Speaking unintended words that sting and wound, Their subtle mischief's play our tongues abet, The harmony of souls so quickly ruined.

Moulding Future Destinies Fire on the blazing hearth, Water in the sacred well, The timeless blessing-fields of earth Cast on my soul their magic spell. Beauty dancing in matter's core, Thrilling with eternal joy Children's spirits known before In lives that Death could not destroy. Holding the cup of love in hand I meet the creatures of the wood Increasingly to understand That all life moves towards the good See light and darkness in embrace, Spirit in body recognize As moving force and fount of grace Moulding future destinies.

Reincarnation A universe of stars above my head, The slowly spinning earth beneath my feet And held within my heart a thousand suns. In every face it is the One I meet. Though the hour and the day is hid from me No harm fear I who having wandered far And down the years have finally arrived To look in the mirror of fate where who we are Is imaged in reflective clarity. To live for others, not for self alone And drink the wine pressed from love's sacrifice, To know the little distance we have gone In one life's span, and yet how great the joy, The music singing in the dark of night, The song of seasons, the threnody of death And deep remembrance

In this Playground of the Lord On the mountain of my failures now I stand And look across the ridgeline of my life, The valleys deep, the summits yet to climb Yet know my days reverent and true, Fear not the precipice; the outstretched hand Upholds and leads, banishes all strife, I move through many births, aware that time Is meaningless and death no meaning too. Escaping from the cell of our despair In the prison of our separateness Unchained and free to soar above the walls That hold our ignorance and seal our fate Whil