OM

OM

Om, the first emanation,

Om, the object of all meditation,

Om, the tongue of every revelation,

Om, the truth beyond contemplation.

Om, the mystic flame

pervading the whole creation,

every word and chant,

the resonance that forever haunts.

Om, the celestial eyed,

the all-creating Spirit,

the ear of every psalm

the eye of every vision.

In every swell heave Om,

in every sound hear Om,

in every speck see Om

in every breath breathe Om,

Om, the fire,

Om, the fuel,

Om, the flesh,

Om, the cross.

Om, the wick, Om the oil, Om the light,

Om, the soul of everything bright,

Om, the yearning of the ocean-tide,

Om, the love-longing of the bride.

Om, the night of nihil,

Om, the dawn eternal,

Om, the deathless flame,

Om, the all-redeeming pain.

Om, the golden egg of origin,

Om, the dream of creation,

Om, the dance of dissolution,

Om, the beginning, Om the termination.

Om, the root, Om, the fruit,

Om, the seed and sprout,

Om, the all-creating Light,

Om, the morning star of night.

Om, the lonely tread of the lone,

Om, the pilgrim of the unknown,

Om, the triumphal march of time,

Om, the Song of Song sublime.

Om, the Truth of Truth for ye all to know

beyond suffering, beyond every human woe,

Om, whence come all beings and things,

Om, where do they go borne on the swing.

Om, the formless first,

Om, the causeless cause,

Om, the wordless word

whence have flowed the entire.

LIGHT I CRAVE

A diviner am I

of the demi-dark mystery--

it slips in and out of me,

making my fingers burn.

Every time I try to open the door

some invisible part in me slams it shut

my cries get caught in whirls,

I taste lime on my tongue.

My gaze is fixed on the sun,

all around is darkness,

light I crave.

With moon I walk

stars I talk,

my vision--

timeless worlds.

My self-loom has woven them all.

SUMMUM BONUM

The abyss that separates, he from I

not real but brewn

in caverns of illusion,

no he, no I, Truth is one,

divisions and dissension

but the play of illusion.

To rend this veil

be the sun

fixing gaze firmly on the one

beyond shadows of delusion.

The highest boon, His grace,

the highest aspiration, the Truth's realization,

the summum bonum, the union with the one.

Love opens the mystery's gate

frees you from sansaric whirls,

makes you one with self eternal.