Singer's Prayer II.htm Singer's Prayer - 2 A present from one who counseled me "The Original", she said, "It has force." I placed the 'blessing packet' near The Book my being so revered, For all His love therein was placed, The Poem of the Entry into Light. The Mantra sounding the end of night. Let now the soul Thou knowest Lord Break forth from bonds and soar to Thee, Cast the dreams of night aside Cull the clouds from inner sky, Part the waves of passion foaming Break the crystal glass of mind. Give voice to the song that in me sleeps.

Child of Dawn, Awake Nor books nor words can now suffice To wrest from mind its dominance And throne in seat supreme the Real Whose Truth this wounded world could heal. O Poet, singing of flaming suns And flowers fading not by day Nor waters turning black by night On rapid wings draw near the light. That all may see and lastly find The strength to cast this life away That hides so deep the child of Dawn. In womb of night while breaks the morn.

One Waits and Watches        May 24, 1970 The residue of Karmic deeds Disturbs the flight towards the Name And fetters freedom’s soaring flame. While grains of sand in hour-glasses Drain the very face of Time, One waits and watches patiently The maze of endless patterns weaving Fate, the father of our bounden rule, And knows within that Flame shall flower The blaze of Aspiration’s seed. First published in Mother India – June 1971

Matrimandir Bending of steel as a branch with ripening fruit Arc ascending symbol of spirit's soar, Consciousness-force and integrity contained In the welded aspiration of that form. Two I may see yet one undeniably know Structure and self, man, cement and steel Evolve in day-stream fast arising from night

The Divine Shakti - June 11 Men and nations in their toil Prepare themselves upon earth's soil And the coiling aeons gladly bear The impress of Her Feet in prayer.

Inner Struggle Anger, impatience, restlessness, desire Are still the companions of my day and night; Anchored doubts repeal the circle of light And veil the Face I know that calls me higher.

In The Mother's Arms.htm In The Mother's Arms What then I missed in her might now I see A force of love that seemed too true be, Her divine inspired utterances unfold, As her gentle beauty moves on feet of gold. Impressioned child with God's pure seal of love On earth secured with arms outstretched above, A quiet fire guided as it were Alone yet one in wonder and in Her.

The Supreme Shakti She moves in stellar wonder through the years I cannot follow for the broken heart is spent, Yet whole could not the heritage of tears Requite nor to sublimer chords give vent. On will the march millennial proceed And so the young who in Her wake enview The miracle that is and is decreed, Will hear His call and build the earth anew.

Half-Conscious Progress - March 25, 1972 Abrupt beginnings end as soon Hardly is a new prayer won Oceanic forces blind thy sun And morning quickly fades to noon. Still the spark of truth ignites, A warrior springs to greet each day, The flower fields in massed array Perform with him the sacred rites. Unconscious of immortality He draws the dreams of God in sand Describes the future with erring hand Threading the fabric of destiny.

Aditi - March 24, 1972 When near Thee with impassioned heart Thy arms outstretched in Grace to me My gratitude did fill each part And all my failures fell by Thee. My worthless hands replied in kind To reach their awkwardness to Thee Then touched and held the moment blind, My forehead bowed upon Thy knee. From silence came the voice to say, "Thank you, Mother", a simple phrase Mid a golden smile through a golden ray I rose fulfilled in Thy diamond gaze. Adit