The Darker Forces Sept. 7, 2011 I watch the darker forces intervene, In moments when we falter or we fall, A subtle probing of our weaknesses, Stealthily in silence they attack Delighting in their use of human pawns Who readily and eagerly acquiesce To sate the ego or the vital's needs, Desires' formed from patterns of the past Established in lives we all have lived before Fashioned from the dust of earthly clay. And yet an eternal resident abides, Watcher and guide who asks us to recall The reason we have come, to find our soul, Hidden behind the seven veils of mind That screen from us the light that we have known And mute the voice the

Evil Cannot Bear June 29, 2011 He came, this demon from the depths And sat astride my chest, A force of darkness magnified Allowing me no rest. His blackened hands around my throat, The life-force fading fast, I gasped for air, I could not breath Nor could much longer last. A strength within my soul arose That now he meant to claim I called to one within me close, I spoke the secret name. His hands released, he quickly fled For evil cannot bear, Retreating to the land of dead The power that answers prayer.

Descend, O Lord August 14, 2011 In the silence I communicate And every answer to my seeking comes,. Stillness wraps around me like a robe And the unquietude of mind drifts away. All that matters now is finding thee, Te body's pains, the insistent vital needs Disappear in the vastness of thy gaze. Only the heart still cries forever to love, To be a simple channel of thy Grace, A receptacle of light, and instrument Of peace, a vessel of humility. Let not division in this world remain, Return to beauty all we have destroyed, The lands reclaim, the forests spring anew, The poisoned seas recover with thy touch. All must be re-made and ligh

Now the Peace July 14, 2011   Now the peace descending slowly Into this waiting heart of calm Frees the mind from random thought And holds the body still as stone. It is the meditative hour And silence like a bank of snow Blankets me in tranquillity. The energies of ages past Are concentrated in the soul And ego needs no more to build A lasting image of itself For now it knows that all is He And She is all one reaches for. Surrender comes and builds within The offering and sacrifice Of all past births experience. The flame grows brighter by the days, Her arms encircle and protect, And in the depths the being yearns For Her alone

Repetition of the Name April 8, 2011 I too have known the inconsolable pain When one for whom I lived and loved was gone Never to be seen or heard again And felt my life and m life's work undone. If only we could see this truth unfold That when Death comes a new birth is begun. No soul is left to face the endless cold Of space and time but walks towards the sun No more must grief accompany our days No longer shall we live without the flame But in our growing gratitude find praise In the constant repetition of the Name.

Dream Worlds June 30, 2011 Once more a rush of dreams that correspond To nothing I have known or felt before It seems as if malignant forces try To enter through the inner sanctum's door. They fail, for I am undisturbed and wake To view them as they truly are, unreal To soul experience, but now must learn The reason they intrude and why I feel When deep in sleep uneasiness and pain That those I love should act with venomous zeal, Unnatural with harsh unloving word, Who would, if I allowed my spirit steal And all the calm supporting me unseat. Now is the time I must surrender all Experience and place it at Her feet, Respond in every part to Go

The Hour is Here Aug. 12, 2011 They tell me winter furious and fierce With icy hands tore from the earth all warmth. The song-birds huddled frozen on the boughs And wind and sleet disrobed the stately trees. Many died who could not bear the blast That whipped and snarled across the frigid fields. Cold was the world and barren lay the land Praying for the warming rays of Spring. I saw the devastation and the death While walking on the stiff and crackling sod, The lake lay sleeping in the morning's chill Treacherous the rods with silver sleet Shining as the pale sun arose Facing the wrath of a force gone awry. Now the season of new birth begin

Return to Beauty Oct. 8, 2011 Autumn now, a single crocus blooms And calls my soul to worship and adore. Each passing year I see it rise between The paving stones and I have seen before How souls in anguish struggle towards the light When all the darkness of the world surrounds And only seems inevitable the night, The darkness that in human hearts abounds. Yet spring in all its glory will arrive, And hope shall bloom again and men shall strive To find the light and reckon not the cost Return to beauty all that once deemed lost.

City Streets Jan. 21, 2011 New York and the long city streets Sunk in shadow with ghostly yellow lamps Is home to me, my music and my dreams. I walk on, mile on endless mile Young and unafraid through danger and dark, The temptress night seducing mind and heart. Along the Hudson with its languid waves And on to Sutton Place I wind my way. In German town I hear the zither play And sing awhile with kindly men the songs Of Schubert, Schumann, Wölf, and often Brahms, Lieder of

A New World From the Old May 22, 2011 There are things in life I have not done And many that I still must do And things I wish I had not done But past is past and there are few Who can unravel the skeins of time. That aside, the future glows Bright with promise, a golden age Now dawns and slowly wisdom grows Though destruction seems our just reward, Catastrophe on catastrophe Volcanic fires and quakes that kill; Earth, a living entity Will not condone man's abuse Of the sacred trust vouchsafed to him Her energies now let loose Seem to augur man's demise, Til he has paid the price of greed. A new world from the old shall ri