Among the Million Galaxies of Light It is over now, the blinding grief, The closing chapters of familiar things That brought with torment tears of vain relief, And witness to death's solemn conquerings In realms unknown of spirit's emptiness And nescient chambers where one fought to pray And contemplate the past in loveliness, Her smile that vied in beauty with the day When laughter ruled and two as one aspired To a greater life's occult destiny And joy beyond time's fleeting gifts desired. It is over now, I shall remember thee On this blue-green globe spinning through the night Among the million galaxies of light.

Surrender in Delight I will go into the garden once again To clear some weeds, perhaps to prune dead limbs As I must cut away in me the pain And clear my mind of sorrow's throb that dims Thy presence in the heart, a growing light. They tell me I must find companionship, To live alone with grief is just not right Allow eternal memories to slip Into a deep forgetfulness, partake Of all the fruits the "good life" has to give, Awake to love for the beloved's sake, Mourning ended, time again to live. I hear their voices as in an empty hall Echoing in chambers of the heart And soft above their sound I hear the call: "Go deep wi

Let Us Wait In Silence No longer to regret the loss of youth Nor loved ones now whose lips are sealed with dust Or age that stealthily upon us steals A body that we can no longer trust. O, no, I shall not grieve for love that died, The loss of friends forgotten as the years, Or passions once so frequently recalled In adolescent dreams; I shed no tears For anger or impatience or desire That slowly disappear as mind is stilled And ego dampened if not yet subdued Or memories which yet my heart is filled. The road before us stretches endlessly The spirit's call allows no time to mourn And of what use are all our useless tears

Beloved Mary Helen A gift that asked no measure of return, A joy that shared its vision of the All, A heart that ever widened out to learn The meaning of our birth, the spirit's fall From spheres of light to sleep in ignorance And take up forms for growth that soon grow old, A truth she held though hidden as in trance, A tale of God too early to be told. Through Beauty's dress I glimpsed her soul of light And calm that carried me on crests of peace To grace my days and fill them with delight Till from this earth her spirit took release. I know through faith that still she blesses me And those around who lived within her smile,

Reveal the Child-God There comes a moment in the finding of soul When all that has been glorious is dashed, The years ofinnerness, the years of search Ended as we face the dark within And see the smallness of our human state. Face to face with our ignominy, All the sordidness of mortal being Rises mightily before our eyes. We cannot believe such pettiness resides In us who seek the high beatitudes, House the suppurating wounds of life, Debasement and the dark proclivity. The human soul aspiring to the God Must meet the evil on the roads of time Knowing that hell is the accelerant, The rapid path towards the one Divine,

Spirit-Ship O intimate one who blows Chill greeting to my spine And lifts around my head Locks of serpentine, Laces my shaggy beard With whirling tide of sleet Or runs the valleys' breadths On stealthy cat-like feet, My hands are frozen blocks O tearer of the sea The ropes like irons burn O wind of misery. Wind of widows' tears Children watch and wait At windows pocked with rime, To inmost fears abate. O furnace of the east Whose devil-dance and dust With thy companion burn Earth's body to a crust Or suck from thirsty land The last sustaining drop Of life and in the sands Bury the human crop,

To Sri Aurobindo Homage and Prayer to the Avatar Though now his eyes bespeak a million woes And granite furrows line his time-worn face With one brief glance his healing force bestows Upon the seeking soul the Godhead's grace. Wider He than distant galaxies, Greater His light than the undying sun, Fount of all knowledge, fount of eternal peace Among the Avatars, the Chosen One. Ruler of omnipotence enthrone In every heart aspiring the Guest And as we march into the great Unknown Guide us on our path of Godward quest. For the world has darkness more than it can bear And men are blind or soon by evil led It

Beyond the Stone Cathedral of the Mind The silent multitude awaited Thee, A gathered prayer from lips of worship rose Then silence as upon the balcony A glance of God drew every seeker close. This world is an ineffable mystery With sage and seer disguised by human form, What gift supreme from Heaven's treasury Brought Thee to earth, man's future to transform? We the undeserving touch Thy feet Aware that only Grace can lift our kind, The fierce transfiguration to complete Beyond the stone cathedral of the mind. O Shakti mould our lives to Thy design, Infuse in us the fire and the will To rise above our pett

Flower Experience The precise camellia opening slow her bloom Petal by petal in loveliness reveals A hidden delight spun from Deity's loom To break in man the dull and clouded seals On eyes that would all Beauty's realms behold And hearts that yearn to open to new light, Souls that might both Nature and man enfold And rise above this narrow constrained sight To see the world as truly it was made, A dwelling place of love divinely true Where one needs neither darkness nor the shade Protecting ignorance that limits new Miraculous transcendences to come. Appearing now at vision's farthest edge Golden rays suffuse this earthly dome

Spirit-Songs What yet may be is written in God's book, Unread by human eyes, unknown to mind. I only know that on this earth awhile I bore the Infinite's gaze, the self-born's look My soul to know, the sunlit path to find, And hold within that vast supernal smile. Now I shall sing to Her my spirit-songs Borne on waves of sound from wonder's spheres, Compassionate infinity of grace To whom the angels bow, for whom earth longs And men, to wash away the stain of tears That we have etched upon our Mother's face.