Poems of Narad

Who Shall Resist

A vision leapt, then danced before my feet
As I drifted down the avenues of dream.
I moved in trance-like unreality
Unable still to pierce the subtle veil
That hangs between the self I do not know
And the stranger that I face in waking hours.
Sleep does not help, there too I am unaware,
The body seems of foreign substance made.
I ask for greater patience, deeper calm,
Listen for a remembered voice to call,
A newer music waiting to descend,
But only hear the sound of old refrains.

I wait the one true guide my truth to know,
That body wrest itself from thought-control,
Rebuild in strength to front the coming years.
Though all appears as shifting shades of grey
I know the psychic being is my life
And in the temporal space in which I move
Prepares to open the doors of destiny.
Acknowledging the grace that fills my days,
Unable yet to see the dawning light,
Nor worthy even of a partial view,
The miraculous obsession does not wane.

Its might environs me, a protecting shield
Against the press of forces undivine
And leads my half-blind spirit on the path
Hewn and cleared of millennial obstacles
That would impede the march towards the sun.
Not this alone but guardians are there;
I sense their strength beside me as I walk
Towards the sunlit lanes that beckon near;
Immortal souls surround me in my quest
Encouraging and welcoming and vast.
By their proximity alone is guidance clear
Assuredly I move from out the dark.
This outer sheath wears thin but still survives
Its moments as the slave of ego-will
But body acquiesces to a touch
From heights above and hidden depths within,
The 'I' reduces to a vanishing dot

When from the heart the aspiration flames.
O to shed this carapace of time
This wall of self and barrier of dark
Resisting fruitlessly the light's advance.
For only brief delay is certain now,
Inevitable the coming of the dawn
Its jewelledsplendour breaking on our sight.

The earth seems supercharged with rays of gold,
Her flowers speak of an undying joy
And Nature to my astonished eyes unveils
Flowers unseen and fragrances unknown.
Patiently I wait the inner change
Trusting to the One who led me here
From birth to birth among the distant stars.
I recall the voice that woke me from my sleep
To join the great adventure of the soul.
No day shall pass without the thought of Her
Suffusing mind and heart with Her delight
And promise of a heavenly dynasty
Planted in the very core of earth.

Mid dark-skinned faces strange but comforting
Far from the landscaped paradise of home.
The pungent scents, the incense-laden stalls,
The unintelligible tongues that are my own;
My residence is neither here nor there
But in some inner world transcending time
Where all my being bows before Her feet.
Who shall resist the arrow of the Lord
Or who his touch that lights the torch of soul,
His diamond gaze and sweet compassion's flame
That burns away the darkness in our depths.