Apparition

In longing for embrace and union,
Blind for a moment, to creation's seedling watered
In Eternity,
Among the shifting clouds of Morning
Scattered like ripples upon the windswept deserts
Of my thirsty Soul.
Wishing myself upon one droplet, evaporating,
A messenger arrived to comfort my heart:

"See the Folding River ?
Set in crystal stars among the
Table of the Magus ?
On one's knees, a fervent prayer for love is thought,
Love far beyond the mine and yours of bought
Affection.
Bought by created maizes of suffering and toil
For the Ocean of Wisdom's
Spoiled and shattered flowers,
Scattered behind the mirror of illusion, waiting,
Quiet as a Laviathan in the waters
Of identity.
Disguised as coral, the path is fraught with oiled stairs and Dancing demons in the nightfall of children's dreams of an Eternal Soul's desire to be !

Hold fast the voice of Inner hearing,
See only the image of the clearing !
The sheered Lamb's glistening spade !
Wear the cape of Peace in the world of tribulations,
And as voices question or ridicule, keep a prayer
Of kindness upon your lips,
As the mask of Pride and pompous ridicule and judgement
Are momentary relief only.
Keep value for your Soul,
And nothing else !
Realize !
A charmed Prince in the wake of sinking
Ships fashioned by twinkling straw covered pitch,
Led astray by riches and desire,
Soon plummets deep into the pains of fire's calling dance,
Amid the ALL who see All.

Be quickened by the quiet, the silence of a vision,
and Hold Fast.

While trippled under by waves
Of perpetual experience,
Spit the sand of lessons out and Stand !
Sword raised once again !"