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The 5th Set ...
dedicated to AK, and kindred spirits from that Era
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Mortal man has his being fixed in the present As a seed is fixed in the earth, growing. Looking to his past A man sees the lands that have passed beneath his travels As footprints of experience across the vastness of his soul. Looking to his future A man sees the horizons of many paths Leading away to the places he may stand. And within the fixity of his being The visions of his Earth Are illuminated with the lights of his Heaven So that he will choose his path in accordance. Out across the Earth Many peer from canyons Many look from plains Many see from mountains. But who is He who sees All. For there is One Heaven that creates the Light So that the man between May see the Earth which receives it. And within the flow of his being His visions of the living Earth Are illuminated with the Light of Heaven So that from distant skies, in natural accordance, His path opens out before his steady feet. Children of the vast forests Searching towards the source of the filtering light Sensing the movement of the flowing streams. To move outside the corridors of space and time Receiving a glimmering in the darkness: From a source far far above, The angels of light descend from the Heaven Beckoning, enchanting, Whispering of powers beyond the self. To be children of the Twilight leaving. Children of the mighty rivers Surging onwards toward the ocean Flying with the wind across the lands. To listen as the faint intertwining riffs of many musics Harmonise into the eternal flow of creation. To see life give itself to you As wave after wave And to strive to give yourself to all In the making of section after section Always cruising high on the curl Always with the Giving hand ready In the energy pocket of flow. To be children of the Oceanic Morning: Gentle riders of the silent Dawn Tenderly reaching beyond all horizons. --- Port Headland, West Oz. --- 24 October 1974
The waking sunrise breaks gently Across the skies of being Sending the shadows of atoms Fleeing before its substance As wisps of cloud fly before the moon Across the face of the earth. And across the face of the Earth Journey the beings of creation Searching for the love And the dreams of others To water the garden of their mind. For they may perceive only the light Or the shadow of atoms. Borne on the fleeting wings of the photon Come the first visions of the living Earth. But borne on the shadow is only an absence And from the illusory twilight The pre-dawn wind, rising off the sea, Whispers faint riffs in the flow of the cosmos. For the sun will break Even into the depths of the canyon-lands. So let those of the mountain fields To the vast oceans remain Gentle riders of the silent dawn Tenderly reaching beyond the horizon. --- Poem to AK.
There is a path across life's realm There is a journey for life's feet For in the midst of all the earth There rests a kingdom and a King. --- Florence, Italy --- December 1977 Writings on Love Just to recall the conclusion of the first little book, and to set things well in this, six years have passed us by, but my heart still recalls that time six years ago. The tapestry of our life we are beginning to see is formed by the rainbow of experience and we have both an artful hand, mind and heart, and light of eye to generate this cloth as we walk on together. One day this tapestry will be rolled up and judged for its quality as are the fleeces of sheep. We have learnt alot, and we've much still to learn, but there is one thing I am glad about, and that is you. I am very much aware that there is a teaching to relate to and more, that there is a mastery to be attained, and a Master to approach. Of all the people I know and love in my life, so far would I seek your partnership in this epic journey of life, for of all earthly folk, it is you who I would choose as a companion, and a teacher, and a student, and a labouring hand next to mine on the way. The journeying voyage of life is one allright in the world; but more primally it is a quest of discovery of the realm of the soul, for this is the greater profit, the mysteries contained therein, and their explanations and the setting of the dominion of light in our being. I am with you Annie, further than all the way. May the tapestry of our life give to those about us as does the sunshine, and may it be to us, still and central and a source shared in the midst of our two souls. Love is the unified field: Love is the nature of natural truth. --- Writing to AK --- Venice Railway Station --- December 1977
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