Sands of Time
And now the sands of time go trickling down dim corridors of the past
The shadows of the darkened regions of the mind
Become illumined with pure shafts from Eternal’s door.
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Creation
And as each one would so create
With pen or brush
Or hue with chisel
Or a thousand other ways
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A God-Like Way
To he who would God-like become will never wield a sceptor
Nor a heavy crown to wear, nor ermine robes or any of the things which emperors
or kings hold about them in their way of life
To thus become a god, each man must do a godly thing
not wrought from stone or metal rare.
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Initiation
And when thy hour has struck,
Thou must come into the place of the Most High.
Then therefore, let us remove our sandals and with them their earthly taint.
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Suspended
And now the pale dawn breaks, I see a bright and glowing morning star
So hung halfway ‘twixt Heaven and earth it beckons with an unseen hand.
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Fount of Life
If thou wouldst drink freely of the fount of life,
Then drink in the fullness and count not the drops,
As thou wouldst count the pearls of a broken strand,
For verily, if ye count these drops,
So shall ye count all of the things which come to ye by numbers,
And by their numbers only shall ye know them.
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Eternally Yours
Last night upon a garden path I walked with Christ
Yet this was not a tall and bearded man of faith I saw
But deep within I saw another form and molded in the form
Of what I am and even from the stuff of which I’m made
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The Inner Portal
Fears, ghostly wraiths from untrammeled halls of time, unswept, unclean
By shafts of Light from thine own Illumined Presence
Shineth thou one star and become a part of all the Heavens
Catcheth thou one sunbeam and hold the glorious sun within thy hands
Seeth thou one flower beneath thy feet and the world blooms as a single rose.
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The Hilltop
We have come to the place upon the Hill
Where earth meeteth the sky and is wedded into one in the glorious sunset,
And even in the sunset ere it fadeth in the night,
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Voice of Nature
For the Voice of Nature is the Voice of God –
It speaketh through all things into all
times, unto all mankind.
And, as the seasons and the sunshine with
the rain and the thunder through
the Voice of Heaven
Each has its time of coming and going – which
is like the coming of Spring, and the
freshness of the newborn year.
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I Am There
The time has come
When I must cross the stream
And findeth there upon the other side
My fondest dreams
Like lambs a’frisking
On the meadow green
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Seek Ye Within
Search ye not within the eye of man
whom doth but passeth by;
Neither look within his house nor
seek ye in his storehouse.
Heedeth not his word of tongue, nor
Canst thou find, with passing act,
or one so fraught with fear;
For each and everyone betokes the
thing within himself. (more…)
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Image of God
Thou shalt not knowest of thy God as any man
Nor of the likeness of any man
Nor shall He cometh amongst ye with the name of man upon His lips
But rather He shall come as all things;
As the blades of grass at thy feet, as the leaves upon the trees,
An thou shalt see His face in every cloud.
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Tree of Life
Behold the tree, as it grows upon the plain,
And with its roots it taketh from the soil
That which it needs to grow, and it is watered with the rains of Heaven,
And it is warmed with the sun, so it bringeth forth the fruit,
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Humility
Raise not thine arms and shout that ‘I am He’
Neither that thy mind and voice is greater than all others.
For surely there is none amoung ye, but who canst also raise his voice and crieth out.
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