Krishna Beloved January 18, 2000 O night bereft of moon the stars shall guide My steps upon the winding roads of time, No taint of darkness ultimately can hide Nor veil from sight the mystery sublime. I've found the fruited grove where the God-child plays And slumbers in this hidden cave of mine, Opening late the secret Book of Days I befriended Him as I cleansed the vaulted Shrine. In dream-like fields amongst the golden kine I spy his blue-white radiance abroad Fluting to rapturous bloom this golden sward, Krishna, beloved, f

New Direction What new direction signals me To seek in calm sustaining light The answer to a body's plight Attain by self-discovery Become a channel of delight A force-filled healing entity, In song of human unity And love that calls down heaven's might. A glowing fire in my breast Illumines now the mind and will And knows Her grace will surely fill The soul that lives at Her behest. Build up the inner being's peace O Lord who guides this fledgling's flight, Purge the residue of night And from my smallness grant release.

He Who Abides Within When the robe of night is cast aside And heaven's symbols merge in light From mystic stays in subtler words We wake refreshed to earthly sight. Immortal spheres to mortal soil Traversing plane to vaster plane, An immortality we seek Who immortal are and without stain. Assign not blame to vengeful gods Or nether forces lurking deep Alone we are responsible For the motley company we keep. All the stars are ours to hold For us the graceful angels pray And God within our substance dwells At work upon the sleeping clay.

Higher Music Might yet a higher music tune these ears To sounds beyond the atonality Of life's discordant strains and cadences And strife where falls no lasting harmony. May the rhythms of the inner life spring forth In concert with the growing soul of man New melodies retain the godhead's call In stanzas from diviner lips that scan The sacred scores of immortality. May voices from ethereal heights descend In chorus with the rising chant of earth Transforming to a world-devotion's blend The Veda-singer's song of conscious cells: Between the notes the supreme Composer dwells.

Modern Life's Prescription.htm Modern Life's Prescription A materia medica for the wounded soul A pharmacopoeia of temporal cures, The transient unsatisfying dole From worldly forces casting us their lures While the inner life is in abeyance held. We are thrown from satisfaction to desire, Our lives are tossed and errantly propelled Along a grounded view that climbs no higher Than mind's conceptions or our earth-bound state. We walk as mendicants in regal clothes Bound in hoops by the whims of time-born fate Ignoring the god within who slowly grows Through shocks and stimuli on his inward quest, The silent One, the great and unknown Guest.

For Ved Prakash Sri Aurobindo is My Refuge Gazing on Thee I speak Her name, Remembering Her, think of Thee Invoking Thy grace Her smile I see And through Her face Thy majesty. I've touched Her feet and known His peace And through Their love the soul's release From darkness and the swift increase Of light that set my heart aflame.

Aspiring Through the Darkness When darkness closes in upon itself And the pitch of night encompasses our day, A cloak of black obscurity denies The soul's advance within the fragile clay. Dull and errant are our leaden steps When even the sun seems cast in shades of grey, Laboured our breath and stilled the voice within As we meet our demons past come back to play. This we must face, the karma of old deeds Returned to haunt the traveller on the way, Till we expunge the residue of lives Of lust and littleness that hold us prey

For Huta Go Deeper Upon the crested wave my prayer resounds And in the susurration of the leaves, Burns with the stars in their mute nocturnal rounds And soars aloft on the scented morning's breeze. Still petals of the flowering soul within Reflect the light of a deity so fair Descending on the fragrance of tuberose and jasmine He enters in silence perfuming the sanctified air. All moves towards this hidden core of peace; Renewed, the questing spirit deeper goes To realms where all our worldly actions cease. A piercing ray of wisdom downward flows To charge the mind with vast celestial speech And words transcendent beyond thought

Prayer of Aspiration February 2000 We carry so much baggage burdening down With the weight of reasoning mind's profundity, Our vital appetites and indulgences, The heroic godhead struggling to break free. If only we could focus on the flame Of aspiration burning at our core Repeat the mantric word, invoke the Name, Install within the image we adore. Earth in its subtle atmosphere prepares A new material body for its king, Omnipotent, inviolate and pure. From eternal realms the grace unperishing

Emerging in Light -God into Man, Man into God Moving through aeonic stillnesses I am born and reborn Describing the ever-expanding spiral, divinity's plunge into night, I am rain, I am sun, mysterious hum of the universe am I, Out of nothing I appear in the heart of man who is God in His dreaming, All the ages foretold in the stone and the sea the day of my coming. Ever the millenniums appear and my birth is a sign of the future That swift on the paths of perfection moves, the witness of God in becoming. I am the living present and past, the future descends on my footfalls, The energy of stars, source of the planets and visible ethe