Awake and See August 28, 2012 How sad the world must seem to those who see Beyond the bright horizons of the mind, Who came, those godly messengers to teach The laws of love, compassionate and wise, Who stayed awhile for all who gathered round The luminescent aura of their souls. Too soon they left, their words lost in the stream Of world preoccupations and the need Desire-filled to mark our human stay, And the unrelenting karmic ties that bind All beings to a measured march through time, The quest once known, the gold

Awake to Dawn September 14, 2012   Fall is gold and burning red And yet no dying and no dead, A sleep but then a waking too To live again the dream of you. You are the compass of our thought The inner battles we have fought The reason we have suffered birth Upon this blue enormous earth. The stars are beacons of your love, The moon majestic glides above Our anguish, torment and our fears The sacrifice of failing years, That one day soon we may unite, Awake to da

Birthday July 29, 2012 I slept in the fragrance of jasmine And woke on the wings of the morn, Intoxicant of beauty In all the bodies I’ve worn Through centuries of seeking, Triumphs and defeat. Soon age may overtake me But this sacred life is sweet. Before me stands the Guide, Breaking the barrier-way All my love now offered As I kneel to pray To one long known and worshipped, What more is there to say

Looking Within March 12, 2012 Could the doors of the soul once opened close again Or is this darkness but the working out Of a conscious force behind its protecting veil? As I look into the mirror of my soul Behind the dust of centuries I see A brilliant glass reflecting the truth of me And the future that was promised and shall be. Long though the purifying years, I wait Patiently the hour of release From all that inhibited my growth, the pain Of separation and of separateness. Now the word from unseen heights descends Into the waiting heart, the seeking mind, "Love all, no exceptions", and the strength To realize and hold th

The Dreamer April 15, 2012 I am silenced by life’s beauty and I fear To sing aloud the melodies I hear, One life so little for the light that streams Upon the dreamer of a thousand dreams, Beauty that I see in all things dear And beauty in the darkness to which we cling, Beauty in our sorrow and the sting Of treachery, betrayal and abuse, Beauty in the gifts that we misuse And beauty in the leaping of the Spring. I see in children’s eyes the ancient gleams Of warriors and acolytes; it seems We have known stars that faded long ago, But this and only this I truly know I am the dreamer and I am the dreams.

In the Garden of the Gods Sept. 23, 2012 Working in the Garden of the Gods As Autumn comes on softly stepping feet, The squirrels are busy with their acorn feast, And the earth I walk is fragrant now and sweet. I pause to breathe the future, feel the gift Of the budding rhododendrons promised bloom In plenitude as they prepare their rest. For all this beauty there is ample room Within my soul; I welcome too the fall And in this meditative mood I rake Needles of pine laced upon the ground. I do not work as one for his own sake But in offering and gratitude and more, As consecration to the One within And joyous service to the world I l

We Shall One Day July 11, 2012 I visited the place but knew it not A hidden chapel deep behind the heart Inaccessible to those without a light To guide or steady compass in the soul. How many years I drifted on the sea Of my becoming, favouring the isles Where pleasure called as sirens on the cliffs Or worked for self and self acknowledgement. Though warned of danger still I travelled on Forgetting all, preoccupied with love And endless labour towards an unknown goal. The past still haunts me as I turn to see My youth, a wanderer through dream and song. The last of those who guided me now gone Into the welcoming arms, the vast embrace And I face alone the lethal da

Haiku On the 'Service Tree'.htm Haiku On the ‘Service Tree’ April 27, 2012 An Ashramite A Devotee Silent beneath the ‘Service Tree’

In the City–32nd Floor.htm In the City – 32nd Floor Aug. 24, 2012 I was witness to a constant hum of life. No silence could I find but that within, Yet when I look upon this hectic scene A peace descended lightly on my soul. Great towers rose a song towards the sky And voices in a whirl of tongues I heard, A throb of life incessantly proclaimed Its beauty beneath protecting arms of trees Where flower pockets bloomed on concrete streets Mid the massed vibrations of uncounted souls. I saw the architecture of a wor

Spring! Sept. 20, 2012 The soaring of the red-tailed hawks above Nestlings hidden in the hemlock trees The singing in the scented orange grove It is the season of the greening leaves. Spring has come again on rain-drop feet, Awakened leaves to break their barren rest Beauty new each morn is mine to greet And of this banquet I the joyous guest. No more the season of the dying leaf When the white death would scatter everything For in my heart I know there is no grief, In winter’s breast is hid the bud of spring.