The Golden Reins of Consciousness
The Golden Reins of Consciousness
When our days were young and you and I were free
O my beloved with the sunlit smile,
Whose eyes like pools of lapis lazuli
My image held as in a crystal vial.
My soul was rapt in beauty’s ways by love
Surrounded by the peace of happy years
As the brightening threads of our morning marriage wove
A tapestry of life unstained by tears
And moments of divine awakenings,
A visionary dreamscape of the Real
That hides itself behind apparent things,
Our nuptial vow and inner spirit’s seal.
Then slowly as the star-swept evening yields
To the richly coloured wedding of the morn
You left these beautiful but troubled fields
And the sacred body so serenely worn.
Exempt from our travail and freed from pain
You lie encased in folds of spirit-peace,
A day will come your soul called once again
The golden reins of consciousness shall seize,
Descend to earth in raiment of the blest,
The golden gods surrounding thee with songs
And all thy being a divine bequest
Of grace for which earth desperately longs.
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