Poems of Narad

Force of Light Descending

We dwell in a time of gross uncertainties
In an edifice built on the shifting sands of thought
Lost is the inner roadmap, misplaced the keys
Forgotten the battles heroic souls have fought.

Drifting through the daylight and the dark
Numbed by the mindless cycles of our days
Deaf to the sparrow's song, the meadow lark
We wander lost in a pleasure-seeking haze.

Immersed in a surface consciousness that dares
To disregard the aegis of the soul,
Minds benumbed by desire's dazzling snares
Bodies lurching forward without goal.

A subtle music descending from higher spheres
In life-affirming strains of harmony
Can impose its peace upon our troubled years
Invest our lives with inner dignity.

The higher sounds of poetry declare
With mantric force an end to evil's hold,
Our errors and our dull plebeian ware
A mother'slove and laughtershall enfold.

But now the battle fierce is waged apace,
Withinthe body's walls, where mind is dumb
And sullen corners locked in night's embrace
Exposed to a Light strong to overcome

Illness and death, the unreal Spectre's face,
Impressing on unconscious cells its will
As a torch in our dark foundation illumines still
Waters of unconsciousself to grace.