Poems from Another Sphere - Dec. 18, 1968 I am the hidden God in man The Sound that seems a distant flute The Voice that comes in moments mute The seed that grows to understand. Heavy my task in obstinate clay Toil and sorrow disturb my play. Yet slowly I sculpt my form to be And patiently mould myself in thee.

To Mother - A Prayer From Auroville Sweet and sacred lady of the stars Whose simplest movement beckons trails of light To fall in streams upon our earth-hewn heads, Unuttered lies Thy Name upon our lips. Faint breezes stir the sapling soul to wake Amid the perfume of Thy earthly form, The radiating litany of song, Thy Voice, the splendid melody of earth. We bow, O Mystery, before Thy Feet While colours unnameable fill the fragrant air The incense of Thy Love, Thy Smile, Thy Touch, To soar to heights unknown our struggling flame. Intone, O Might, the Canticle of Life That dying men or men yet hardly born May wake to golden strains with

A SONG TO THE MOTHER OF ALL WORLDS October 1993 Sounds fill me with sound, the earth around, O splendid holy sound the seas surround. Light beckons me, bright celestial light. O Love that I might with grave unalloyed delight Touch once more those seer and radiant feet And gaze on eyes where earth and heaven meet. Mother, Mira,

Thanksgiving November 1998 For the beauty of the Light I thank Thee, For the tread of Thy Feet on earth I thank Thee, For those who aspire for Truth I thank Thee, For the descent of Thy Grace I thank Thee, For Thy human emissaries I thank Thee, For the flowers, divine on earth I thank Thee, For companions on the path I thank Thee, For Thy touch upon my days I thank Thee. In the planting of a seed I remember Thee, In the greeting of fellow men I remember Thee, In the days of tears and pain I remember Thee, In the mome

Poems in Haiku Style 1. Sudden and harsh The uncaring rain Shattered the peony blooms. 2. Morning rose Silver and blue Matching the columbine. 3. When I failed To see His Light He filled my life with flowers. 4. Open and proud The perfumed rose Laughs in the arms of the wind. 5.A flower blooms

Remembrance of Thee October 1998 Beauty, the Mother awakens in me, Music recalls Her and the thunder's roll; Silence instils Her, breathing free In the interstices of my soul. Remembrance of Thee mid the silence and sounds Of life's sleep and awaking, my small human rounds. Open within me a window on Thee, Emblazon Thy smile for eternity.

To Lord Sri Aurobindo August 21, 1998 The alleluias of a million choirs Are as a tremulous note to the voice of prayer That rises up from consecration's fires Offering all to Thy omniscient care.

Autumn Blessings October 1998 For a moment body and soul Are one with the beating heart of earth ̶ Praise the yellow sunflowers And the wild fruits ripening. Now the wondrous autumn light Steals across the silent lake ̶ Praise asters and the fading phlox And the energy of chrysanthemums. Leaves imprint their brilliant hues Behind the eyes, in the soul's still space ̶ Praise camellias and the crocus of fall. And the bright pink stars of cyclamen.

How Can I 9/28/08 How can I commend her living soul to Thee Who lay already cradled in thy vast, I, a spectator in thy design, Thy Godhead's stamp upon our human clay. Alone, within my human heart shall pray That Thou will heal her suffering soul and mine. Let me look no longer towards our past But turn my eyes towards Thy ecstasy.

In the Silence of the Snowflakes To Mary Helen - Feb. 8, 1996 In the silence of the snowflakes, Mid the flower-laden years, For a love so full the heart aches With a music transcending tears. And of this joy thou art to me, The Beautiful that nothing takes But gives itself so graciously, And all my life a blessing makes.