No Waylost Years
No Waylost Years
Singing through the solar stillness
I heard the eternal sound
It was a stellar melody
Achingly profound.
It seemed a flute of ecstasy
Circling round my soul,
Sweetly from eternity
Its life-enhancing call.
At times I seemed to hear the OM
Creator of worlds and more,
A voice sang sweetly, "Come, O come
And touched me as never before.
On earth we bear relentless noise
But the music of the spheres
Enraptures us and brings us joys
Transcending human tears,
Remoulds us in a moment’s song
Expunging all our fears.
Then the journey brief or long
Is nought when he appears,
We live for him, to him belong,
In him no waylost years.
