Sunday, February 10, 2013

night is calling


this night sits so rich as a precious gift
and the day arises with a new possibility
beloved seeker, say rightly that you are a free bird in the sky
to spread forth your wings and rise high
as the night will not take you up in its arms
you must use those wings dear child
and fly away from the call of mind
the glowing moon is beckoning come hither 
be a bright star to me this evening
we two can sing as one in heavens blanket of glory
and not come under the spell of the world
we two can be like the most high above the play
and passing show as two waves that have washed together 
so as not be felt as distinct and separate
then the troubles of the world are like a false making
that never really happened
rise friend, become yourself now
for night is calling ...

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