Nocturnal Demons July 18, 2011 I could not hear the mockingbird Singing of the day's delight, So strong the dream that held me close Wrapped in darkest folds of night, We lived together but apart And few the words of kindness said, Why does she come, this soul I love Appearing from the realms of dead With ash the only memory Spread beneath a sacred tree. It is not she, of that I'm sure, This angel of divinity, The one thing in my life so pure Who kept me on the upward path When I would walk unconsciously Through life and love without a thought Arriving where I should not be. Now in y dreams she seems so cold Detached fro all

Drought Sept. 8, 2011   I have seen the weeping of the leafless trees Dying of thirst and thirsting for the rain, Parched and suffering in a lifeless breeze In a summer of sorrow upon us once again. How do iris and peonies survive? To the searing heat their life-force has attuned In the burning months when weeds alone can thrive. The lowly grass uncaring gods have ruined That gives no flower and no food to eat But lays for man a carpet for his feet.

In the Mother^s Love.htm In the Mother's Love March 10, 2011 I walked with certainty the unsteady years Alone across the quicksand shifts of fate Unknowing where my errant feet would lead, Towards a goal I could but contemplate, Unreachable in my present state. Time seemed to slow, the years of youth drift by, I hurried on, life's wonders to embrace. Often I felt a pressing inner need, Seeking for the one beloved face, My soul upheld by an unseen grace. Now I know within the truth I sought Through adamant and egoistic years Shaken by pain like a wintry reed For beauty lost and inner battles fought When only the barest thread of truth was caught. I walk

Change July 20, 2011 There is nothing so urgent as the need for change, But how to change the formed and crystallized ind, The body with its habits learned ere birth, Desires that intrude upon the calm That seeks to enter or from depths within Would guide by spirit-force this errant life. Man wakes to realize his ignorance, Reads treatises and texts to find a way To lead his being to a higher life, Or finding empty all religion's laws Her dicta and her endless certainties, Turns away from tired, well-worn paths To seek within himself the living truth. No longer does he wish the great escape, The heavenly reward, abandoning earth, Or some nirvanic s

His Will on Earth Oct. 7, 2011 As the lake in stillness greets this autumn morn An ethereal painting drawn before my eyes, An endless struggle leaves our souls forlorn, As warring tribes enact their tragedies. Visited on us there is no peace, Governments in ruin and men impure Or blinded by ego offer no release For wounded lives, the politicians cure But platitudes and empty words that ring As sounding brass, there is not joy or love, Falsehood rules our lives, we feel its sting, The world seems comatose, we cannot move Beyond our ingrained habits and our days Seem empty. Where now the canticles of praise? Yet deep in the earth a golden

Live Within the Light July 16, 2011 In this unprecedented hour of change Beleaguered as we are by poverty Of soul and chastened by incompetence, Unable to solve the enigma of the world, A few committed to a divine ideal Gather silently by the relics installed In Centers of illumined consciousness, Vibrating with His love and light and force. One is recharged and for a moment calmed As the traffic of the world speeds by, And I, well, I must concentrate the mind On the object I have chosen to adore, For He who dwells in me is ever my lord Who counsels me to live within the Light, Guides and showers all my soul with Grace, And She to wh

Daytime Dream June 29, 2011 I fell to sleep and in my sleep I dreamt. A daytime dream it was, of vital worlds. I saw the images that stain the soul, A danger-filled and dark, degrading place. I woke myself to cast from me these forms, Yet when I slept, again they came in force. I turned away, abhorred by what I saw No part of me these visions could abide, But waking I was calm and peace returned. The images unable to bear light Dissolved as dust in morning's brilliant glow As all must go who would the Grace resist As beauty manifests to wakened eyes And joy is born on silver wings of song.

Who Looked Upon July 13, 2011 In Her I found what few men see And fewer still can feel The impress of Divinity The bearer of God's seal. I knelt as one who searched through years The secret of it all, The heights of love, the vales of tears From sudden rise to fall, From those eternal spheres now lost Where once I knew such peace. To reach Her count not any cost For all regained in Her again, All beauty and all grace. A light divine She cast on men Who looked upon Her face.

Dona Nobis Pacem March 24, 2011 She smiles, a warm and beatific smile, What lies beneath I have not skill to know And yet I've seen the treachery and guile And the length of the deceits to which men go; Not seeing deep I have borne scars untold Time upon time and still I blindly trust Until with love I shall all life enfold And shake from me the centuries of dust. Then will I when illusions veils are rent With inward glance see the truth to be, This world remade by a divine intent And hear the voices from eternity Sing their songs and bid us chant with them As we cry, Dona Nobis Pacem.

Peace Shall Reign August 9, 2011 Untroubled by the voices of the world, Unveiled as yet the God who hides within, Unknown and yet the comrade of our dreams, Our prayers, our dreams and hopes as yet unfilled We would meet him in the sanctum and the crowd The friend whose thousand failures are our own, Whose struggles in this body also his, Where can we go without him by our side What can we do or possibly achieve Without his sanction to the growing soul? Yes, all is he but little we perceive, Our eyes are fixed upon the darker side, Of life that suffers seeking transient joys Content to live awhile then disappear Into religion's heaven or