Poems of Narad

God From the Shadows

Hanging on the cross in agony
Writhing with the pain of our deceit,
God from the shadows smiling looks on us
Forgiving of our terrible defeat.

Maintaining animosity in war
And treachery in times of halting peace
The life-blood of humanity is shed
And never will the reign of sorrow cease

While clothed in ego's vestments we resist
The call to truth that sounds within the soul
From lower nature's impulses desist
Aspire for the sacramental goal,

Add our voice to choruses of light
When all is stilled and ego-self retires,
Revoke the dire compact with the night
And dance upon the grave of our desires.