Love Reveals the Way March 30, 2014 A visitor named ‘Sorrow’ came again Reminding of my failures now and past, But I from his enduring clutches freed The soul to soar, the body willed to last Beyond the ills I see in hollow men, Their lusts, their anger and their driving greed; This fluttering heart has found its strength through pain That once was beaten like a withered reed. I know the inner spirit is immune Yet hid from me is the Beloved’s face, A voice I hear that counsels parting soon From life’s disharmony, the world's disgrace. I must not leave for love reveals the way Abrogates the night, relumes this clay.

Thine Alone Oct. 3, 2014   I cannot hold thee long enough In the sanctuary of my heart The consciousness is still too rough. It seems at times I live apart From thee when thought disturbs the brain And concentration's witness shrine Is filled with images mundane Or past mistakes I underline Unable to shake off memories Of sorrow, longing and desire; The chequered life's antitheses Keep the soul from rising higher. Peace I need and calm to bear The small infirmities of age. Take me Lord into thy care That I may turn the waiting page, Discover that which I must be, Thine alone, eternally.

Sleep and Waking July 3, 2014 At rest he lies, the spinning thoughts of day On the turbulent surface of the outer mind Are quieted, peace ushers them away, The drowsy eyes that ever seek to find Are closed as dreams begin to softly steal Upon the sleeper in his house of clay, Opening out on worlds that seem more real Than the eclectic incidents of day. And yet to wake to sky and morning's call With hummingbirds and noisy geese a-flight, To see the oaks and maples in the fall Is joy more real than escapades of night. Life burns in him beneath a burnished sky As flames the heart of one who would not die But lives in grat

A Vision in Night I have seen a golden chalice-bloom In the silent communion of night Heard the Master speak in the inner room Away from mortal sight. The crystal's meaning made clear to me By a mathematician of time And the secret of the wonder-tree Laden with blossoms sublime. The still wind whispers songs to come And the silent heart complies A single tone as a droning hum Signals my soul to rise.

Through the Long Night Now through the long night wander, Light small, secure within! Repeat the Name in marvel, The song of Grace begin. Companioned or alone We move in mystic choir, Each tone a golden vessel Filled with liquid fire. Music with me, find voice Of harmony through change - A Master-note of life Supports our mortal range. No trumpet calls to herald The unforeseen delight - O sweet inviolate smile, Break on our timid sight! Full is this sacred hour Of a melodious earth, Thy

Endless the Dawn In sequences remote from memory's call I dreamed a sky, a living fire of bliss. Moods then suffused with altar incense spires, Come pain-etched now in ice and crystal nights. Slender blossoms on thread-like boughs Sigh softly as the loving hand draws near; And all these foreign fears of loneliness Vanish at the moment's fleeting touch. Through forested domains our feet shall find The radiant paths of light Her children know; Endl

The Final Descent 'Homage' .htm The Final Descent "Homage" - Jan. 17, 1971 In the hollow of his hand he held the sun, Small as a candle in an endless cave. He gave it warmth by the breath of his being, A blazing diamond in the core of earth. With might he descended the fathomless realm Armoured in truth sole guardian of light, Calm as the steel of a shimmering sword Reflecting the force of its latent thrust. Descending, the realms of the dying drew near, The soul's ambiguities never resolved. Beings he saw though human in form Were peopled with pregnant hostility.

Thy Love Endures - July 29, 1975 One must be unbending, firm, Know the voice of the soul is all, Grief unbidden give no room To inhibit the progress of our days. Tears spilled from unhappy years , Grief and loneliness cast out The human edifice weld with fire. No failure accept, self-pity raze To learn the reason we are here. In Thee all fullness and all joy Call the heart to bliss and moments Wonderful because thou art.

Enroute to Auroville - April 22, 1975 I saw in flaming moon-gold softly draped Down the star-cut steps of consciousness Descending, angels of the night's surcease. A daylight dream it was and hard the sun Blazed violently the cloud-webs of my eyes. Feet of such white silence, breath be held, The moment not to break with sound or sighs. Then waking I slept while knowing dream more real Than the rushing of the stream of leafless thoughts That trouble the hour and the depths r

Shadow-Self A shadow-self, a doppelganger's ghost Reflected in the mirror of my days Pursues me now, illusionary host Debauchee of sorrow my quest delays. A stranger dwells within unknown to me Flagellant and penitent of pain, Questioning the spirit's right to be The body's guide to an immortal reign. Nothing do I see and nothing know. O World whose beauty once so brightly shone Reveal again the way, some light bestow Before the shades are drawn and darkness grown To vast dimensions swallowing the light, My soul condemned to some eternal night.