On the road that leads to self-discovery I met a man who lived not by the mind, A reconciler of life's differences Who knew the secrets we still strive to find. An emissary of a higher force, A light surrounded him, unearthly glow, From heights unscaled and vistas yet unseen. Empyreal, yet one we somehow know, I marked upon his mystic countenance A happiness transcendent, not of earth And knew that bliss had found in him its home. Immeasurable his stature and his mirth Infinite the ocean of his calm. His friendly face shone with a strange delight That held one in an atmosphere of peace. He spoke of things to come darker than night And truth like a bell resounded in my heart Yet this was not all, for looking deep Within my soul he saw the future pass Knew that which lay in me still asleep. His eyes ablaze with Joy's deep inner fire From the great and vast aeskesis of his soul He mentioned future possibilities Greed and power now man's heavy toll, His mental blindness and his ego-lust, And the purification that has now begun, A time for silence and a time for trust.. No longer does he come to me at night When mind is put to rest and dream-states dawn But as a guide he is always there In my slow awaking to the light of morn. A gift of god, most gentle and most sweet To lead me, though I stumble, to Her Feet.
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