Meditations
Poems
by Michael Smith
You
are Ageless
For there is reflected within the
Inner Essence of
your Being, the
many varied orbits of your Soul.
No Beginning - No
End.
Just a quiet ceaseless spiralling
toward perfection.
Some inner longing perhaps, to stand
on Higher Ground, and veiw the
vast panorama of
Shiva's Dance
And see reflected within it the
Mighty Choreography
of God.
My
Lord, Draw aside
these veils I've made
Interwoven with the many fragments of my
fears, that I might glimpse your
Ancient Form
Upon this Inner
Road of mine.
Where Wisdom reigns
and Silence guards,
The Way to Heaven's
Gate.
May my heartbeats walk with a measured tread;
May I see with Inner
Eye.
Those Gleaming Forms
of Radiant Light
upon this my Holy Way.
And perhaps at Journey's
end when I turn
to look, upon the bitter and the sweet,
no vain regret will dim this eye
or diffuse The Light...
upon this my own...
Damascus Way.
These
days too shall pass you see;
Those days and nights when Love
held sway, and
our wayward hearts moved to the quiet rhythm
of some deeper yearning.
Or
When our fragile dreams were tossed upon
some Shoreless Sea
of Endless Storms.
And our softly whispered prayers were scattered
by Life's ever changing Winds
of Time.
This then will be the Silent
Record
of our passing years,
which like some Mighty River
wends
Its Way back to
the
Great Ocean of Its
Birth.
Oft
in dreams on star crowned velvet nights
they come ;
Those Anointed Ones,
who serve some Holy God.
And with bated breath and in whispered voice
;
Speak of bygone lives and Journeys
yet unborn.
And
they'll show the Loving Hand which etched,
upon the gilded skeins of Time.
The stony ground and rolling hills through
which our story winds.
And
perhaps we will awake with a
strengthened heart,
or a mind which knows not fear.
And walk this Journey
to our Greater Self,
which begins and ends right here ;
amidst this
Holy Mystery
we call
Life.
Copyright© Michael Smith