Poems of Narad

Rose of My Soul

9/19/00

I have seen her on the summit steps of being
And sought her in the sweep from sea to sky
Glimpsed her golden through an inner seeing
And bowed before her luminous majesty.

I voiced my disputation with the night
Its stubborn opposition and transgress
Of truth that built the world for joy and light
And life that lives alone by Her largesse.

I have sung to her my earth-born melodies
That chant the strains of peace mid turbulence
Of sect and creed and outworn verities
And ego's rule and mind's inane pretence.

Now I come to Her towards life's long close,
Place at Her feet the sacrificial rose.