Poems of Narad

Song to Mary Helen

I sing of a daughter of heaven's light
Her being canopied in gold
A stellar wonder in her eyes
And vastnesses of love untold.

I sing of a soul in Mother's embrace
Secure against the raging tide
Of forces that would annihilate
Their work and all the earth bestride

With chaos and by iron laws
Chain the spirit thrusting free
From bonds a thousand centuries old
Seeking the rose of eternity.

I sing of the Mother's radiant child,
A nature gentle and refined,
In every glance surpassing grace
Reflects its light on humankind.