Poems of Narad

Secret Splendour

7/29/01

I have lived in cloistered sovereignty
King of all the nonessential things,
A dreamer awash in unreality
Where thoughts unbidden on invisible wings

Fly into mind's corridors unmanned.
What is this narrow entity, this "I",
That struggles to regain its high command,
A vestige now of former lives that vie

Reluctant to bear the burning flame within.
Slowly the outer walls erode and fall,
And Ego's crust continues to wear thin,
A face I glimpse, from ages past recall:

Through veils of mind His secret splendour steals
And from my soul removes the blinding seals.

I have lived in cloistered sovereignty
King of all the nonessential things,
A dreamer awash in unreality
Where thoughts unbidden on invisible wings

Fly into mind's corridors unmanned.
What is this narrow entity, this "I",
That struggles to regain its high command,
A vestige now of former lives that vie

Reluctant to bear the burning flame within.
Slowly the outer walls erode and fall,
And Ego's crust continues to wear thin,
A face I glimpse, from ages past recall:

Through veils of mind His secret splendour steals
And from my soul removes the blinding seals.

Silently, For Amal on my birthday