New Birth   Within the night of my earth-reverie, White flame-blades swiftly cut the veils of gloom, A soft cloud floats across the shining sea, And the blue light of your Presence fills the room...   The voice of Love's redemption comes to me, Bridging eternities of star-swept doom; The power of your white birth sets me free From vaulted rocks of death and Time's ghost tomb   Now only a fine blue tranquillity Enwraps the child-soul in your mystic womb—  Placenta of creation's memory, An arabesque from Joy's exquisite loom.   Page-2

The Moon   In the shining silence of the skies, The white moon stood tonight; And though I slept, bent over my eyes,  — Sweet sentinel of light.   And the darkness passed from me, I woke Within, — tranced by her spell, And saw, as each fine sleep-veil broke, The moon in the heart's deep well. Page-24

Kurukshetra   The Wheels turn ever faster Down the vast voids of night; Unknown, unseen, the Master Controls the cosmic fight:   Unmarked the Charioteer Drives through the desperate strife, Swiftly to kill, and clear The battlefields of life.   Across the path of vision The dragon passion's curled, The devils of derision, The witchcraft of the world.   Today there's blood and sorrow, Where dire powers embrace; But with the singing morrow Comes the beauty of His face. Page-86

So Far the Days   So far the days when you were among us here, And spoke and walked with us; such beauty filled Our lives, and every fibre of being thrilled Ecstatic at your touch, so warm, so near. How far those days; and since then, year on year Has passed, and all the outer sense is stilled, And every vanity and joy we willed Broken apart, and cracked its dry veneer. — Slowly you drove us inward, there to find Your love and Presence in the heart's abyss, Deep down within the wells of light and bliss, Where all is for ever true, for ever sure, Where neither Space nor passing Time can bind, And we are one with You for ever m

Festival   The heart has split up into two, Between the blue and blue; The skies flow in and all the seas, The stars and birds and trees; And silent, far-world memories Drift in upon the breeze...   The ancient karmic destinies Dissolve their fixed decrees; The sun's gold pours, the moon-wine flows From caverns of the rose; Luminous globes hang everywhere Within its freedom's air, Bright filaments of fire enlace Its interstellar space, And visions lure its flames above To wondrous worlds of love. Page-163

Clay-flower   Take, O Love, this aching dust,  Within your hands of power; Break the seals of night's thick crust, And mould me to a flower.   Through the veins of rock and earth Let flow your streams of grace, Kindle the roots anew to birth,  Upon my earth-clods trace   Visions of the coming Spring, Seed-secrets, mute and close, Promise of the blossoming Of your immortal Rose. Page-13

Venturing out   Set the trembling lamp afloat Upon the dark wild flood, Set adrift the broken boat Upon the seas of blood.   And if a little farther still Across Time's prudent bar It ventures out, maybe it will Just land on the morning star. Page-104

Dream   Our small dreams having prospered, now we dream this mighty one: That the inscrutable hand has widened out its web of prayer To draw in each our wish and hope, so dark and earthly spun, And hold it in its glistening threads, transfused to glory there; That we have found courage enough to snap these gloaming-bars, To break at last the pageant-sham of being beauty's slaves, And free the idol Phoenix to soar up into the stars Or burn its red-gold thanks for love in earth's remotest caves... Whose scattered ashes are remoulded to body forth our dreams, Our mute power to worship away all evil things from Thee, —

No Word   Across the unmeaning spaces, clean-built by Custom's hand, Whose laws we all abide by, although we understand Their tricks to keep us lonely, their traps to snare our joys, — Across those empty spaces cries forth the spirit-voice.   Against the light our hearts are pure, yet shadows of their sin Are over our words, ambiguous words, that hurt the thought within; And so they try to break our truth, to hold our faiths apart, To crush the music from our soul, the sweetness from our heart. But we shall still keep all things bright, be silence's votaries, Ours shall be the dumb stars' song, the hush of timeless seas

O Marvellous Friend   O marvellous Friend whose beauty binds The star-worlds in its spell, Whose wisdom broods within our minds, Whose love glows in each cell,   When your vast flood of blinding light Sweeps breaking through the brain, And shakes the fixities of sight, And cleans thought's cluttered drain,   The rose-fires burst through clotted clay, The leashed heart snaps its chain, Rockholds of darkness shattered away, Over earth sun-showers rain.   The fields are fields of golden grain, Each flower a seraph flower, And nectar flows through every vein, For eternity's in this hour.   O marvellous