We Shall Arrive No joy is everlasting and no truth Pinned down as eternal verity, No evil act that cannot be redeemed Or lie that holds a grain of honesty. We are not here as on a darkened sea Rudderless upon the tides of time. The witness to our deeds no autocrat Who doles out punishment or high reward To those alone who heed his harsh commands, But one who leads the caravan of life Journeying through the deserts of our lives And through the valley of our dark desires Or on the mountain peaks of discovery, To summit transformations of the soul. Awake in us while we are yet asleep, The polar star of our unerring course As we meander

She Whom I Love 9/27/08 Who drew that orange streak across the sky, Suffused with tints of pewter touched with teal, Was it the hem of God passing by Or phenomenon of science most surreal. I watch the birth and death of lovely things Of birds and animals, beloved friends And feel the joy the spirit's oneness brings The peace that through this woeful world extends. I feel the pain of others as my own And with less seeing eyes than those who are blind Know I am not I alone in the Alone That vastness where the stellar giants wind. She whom I love, for whom I deeply yearn Gives all to me, asks nothing in return.

A Pilgrim On the Shores of Prayer I am a pilgrim on the shores of prayer, A knowing guide has led me to this land For I have seen God standing there Who now as always leads me by the hand That I may taste the honey-laden fruit And walk upon the paradisal lanes Hear one day the call of Krishna's flute And sing to Him my secret soul's refrains.

My Soul^s Delight.htm My Soul's Delight Beauty's crown lay easy on your head, You spoke but little in those failing days Of the cruel and endless hours of your pain, But when you spoke your eyes grew bright with love. O beauty breaking though the form-bound shell, O light that burned so brilliantly within, O radiant soul, angelic among the flowers Whose silent heart was like a flaming rose, You knew that life moves towards one destiny, A march to the light that ever stronger grows

Frigid Winter Morn Blankets of leaves blown like drifts of snow Piled high against the modest hellebores, The waking garden drowsy from long sleep Reminds me of my life's unfinished chores. What miracle of earth and sky appears To greet these eyes but feasts of daffodils That gladden one who long has lived with tears. Now every nerve within the being thrills To beauty on this frigid winter morn. Once more a page in my book of life is turned As I look

Knowing By Faith All my life I walked as one born blind, Blinded by the light that was my own In former births and costumes I had worn, Denied the humility I once had known. I sailed on turbulent and hostile seas Could not forego the passion for the calm, The lust for life to gain eternal peace. A driving force pushed me to great self-harm, Misused the body as its working slave, The captive mind kept circling in its tracks, The one beloved from de

Across Uncharted Continents of Soul Facing the future that I might attain, Accepting present loss for future gain, Hacking away the forest of the past, The will to find my spirit's truth at last. Above our houses in the dimming light The star-encrusted ceiling of the night Appears, and heaven seems not far away, A heart-beat from the brilliance of our day. Now I no pioneer of change must find In th

The Work of Works He saw the flowering apricot Bloom above a bed of snow And questioned why mankind forgot To love such beauty so. "I walk your garden day and night To see the wonders breaking there, The startled geese in squadron flight Signing the wintry air." He said as we walked the leafless wood. The bright persimmon's heavy yield Brought joy to our pensive mood,

Divinity in Every Face I loved her when our days were young And love her now though she is gone For her my melodies were sung And all my dreams built upon. Tears of the heart, their silent flow Diminishes and peace returns, Exiting from grief to go Where hope within the temple burns. The humbled heart beats faster now As love must widen to embrace Each soul, the truth within to know, Divinity in every face.

Visitors From Higher Spheres They came, these visitors from higher spheres Dancing through the music of the choir And one who has the inner sight could see Their elegance and synchronicity. Two men, lightly dressed and passing through The atmosphere, touching not the ground Like Egyptian drawings painted on a wall And hearing OM responded to our call.