Poems of Narad

Change

July 20, 2011

There is nothing so urgent as the need for change,
But how to change the formed and crystallized ind,
The body with its habits learned ere birth,
Desires that intrude upon the calm
That seeks to enter or from depths within
Would guide by spirit-force this errant life.
Man wakes to realize his ignorance,
Reads treatises and texts to find a way
To lead his being to a higher life,
Or finding empty all religion's laws
Her dicta and her endless certainties,
Turns away from tired, well-worn paths
To seek within himself the living truth.
No longer does he wish the great escape,
The heavenly reward, abandoning earth,
Or some nirvanic state, the body left
To wither as dried fruit upon the vine.
No intermediary he would find
To navigate for him the vast unknown
But by his lonely self ascend to God.
This does he understand, that deep within
In an unexplored region of the heart
Lies the answer to his spirit's dream,
Aware, while he asleep moves through life
A puppet or automaton of fate
Who seeks for answers he already knows.
How hen to break the mould of centuries
Yet keep intact this shell which he informs.
Is there a light to illumine the dark below,
Within, a fire, a flame unquenchable
That burns eternally in mortal clay.
For One he seeks from whom he cannot flee
Or hide no longer in the guise of form
Or would outrun to save the life he loved
And yet would leave when something in him stirred.
Dissatisfied, unsettled and alive
He turns within to his eternal quest
And meets at last the warrior of time,
His hidden soul the godhead to reveal.
And thus, intrepid traveller by faith,
An uncompromising vision of himself
Exposing all that shuns the path of change,
Begins anew the climb from peak to peak
And suffers all experience to grow
Into the One he glimpses from afar,
And nothing shall his questing spirit stay
For finding That he through the ages sought,
Birth and death but milestones on the way.
He shall not cease for joy within him now
Accelerates his search as peace and calm
Support his slow and still unknowing steps.
Knowledge comes infused with sudden light
And gratitude, companion of the Way
Accompany his soul's great ascent
As there leans down to lift him higher still,
While choirs sing in rapture's tones the OM,
The hand of God who now on mortal soil
Blesses and sanctifies this suffering earth
That beauty once again be worshipped here
And man transformed become God's instrument,
With peace and love all contraries unite
This world, the sanctioned home of the Supreme.