Child-Soul in a Time of Terror Sad smiling eyes that scarce could comprehend The Drama and the Music and the Dance When fear lay hidden in a hill of sand And terror in a smile and friendly glance.

Lonely Flame As burns a lonely flame in Night Assailed by winds of doubt and fear And sees alone its lonely shadow Casting circles faint and pale, No comrade light within its scope To gain admittance widening The frail and meagre flickering-- The faithful know the awesome truth Of Night's descending dreadful dark When the soul that is once touch by Light Must cross those portals, the doors of death, And face the reign of blackness square And know the saving Hands are there While silent sinks the grasping past.

By the Samadhi Here shall I leave my restlessness and slow The cordoned movements meted out as life. Awhile in my body close by thy body divine I'll leave discordant memories below. Here where the seeker finds peace and the burdened uplift, I'll ask not Lord, but all to thy Godhead bring forth, Place my harmonies first, my soul's vibrant chords, On the winds of thy love set my innermost being adrift. Last would I summon divisions that bar me from Thee, Part the waves of emotio

A Vision of the Divine Mother I watch Her as she moves on timeless feet, Soundless Her steps these seeking souls to meet Gold-toned waves around her face descending Couchant lions ever watchful tending.

All is He I look at him and he at me Between us an eternity Of love enveloping all life. There is no more the ancient strife Dividing worlds of man and beast, One the greater, one the least, For in the morning's rays I see The impress of divinity, Knowing now that all is He Unravel the ageless mystery.

His Touch Remembered One day in my youth a glimpse of eternity came And pierced me in the contact of Thy gaze. It stands a monument of gathered light A force-field filled with all Thy lambent rays. The instant when thou leaned and touched this flesh And the strands of thy silver hair were softly pressed Between thy fingers and my burning breast, Such joy recalled the psychic being wept. Many the moments when the heart invokes Thy name To touch these centres still involved in night, Make all my life a paean to Thee, O Lord, En

ASPIRATIONS 1. Thou art beauty's child and walkst Within Her glowing robe of Light. Ignorance unveiled, thou shalt find Fulfilment at Thy Master's feet. For all these roads our labour treads Suffice to bring us near still In silence to the golden door. His eyes of stillness gather all Into Her vast immense embrace. 2. O speak to me so quietly of sounds That come from other spheres and joyously We shall lay down our lives at Mother's Feet.

Internecine Battle-The Attack at Bharat Nivas And shall the years reward this senseless tryst Whose blinded conflict caused divinity's tears Wept through the crippled coronas of vacuous mist, The invalid dreams of sun-steeped ego years? Moth-dreams in the chrysalis of night Fear-temples studded with ego-based reliefs. Evil disguised as a servant of the light, A city at birth to be shocked with sudden griefs. An edifice of spired vanity Cupolas to the great inconscient creed The parody of crowned humanity,

Call of the Soul I have failed to see in the darkness the ray of Thy immanent coming, And the sound passed me by of thy flute as I walked by Thy notes tender calling. Words too, their force spent on deaf ears tuned to pain and life's needs ever pressing, Far have I trod on death's road while Thy hand held my soul in its blessing. Guide of the spectrum supreme may my head touch the dust of Thy footsteps, I worship at the fount of Thy love and the path of Thy Truth-light descending, Awaken the flame of the heart and kindle renewed

Remembrance of Thy Gaze All beautiful is that Thou hast touched Or looked upon or fleeting, passed; Eyes tearful now once held Thy gaze, A sun-burst of infinity's vast. Walled centuries surround the thought, Syllogisms of desire's role; Life's yearning buds await the day When the growing branch shall flower soul.