Friday, May 25, 2007

The Great Serenity

Seen, not known, felt, not understood,
I stand on next mountain over,
one man who cannot help,
those who look not unto spirit.

When their end comes, they won't know,
lost all in clamor & false gaiety.
Our hope has still only found a few,
but it is most blessed, when we meet.+

Arms outstretched to sky in gratitude,
I see your serenity, disturbed by man,
yet its depth and surety is seen
by one who has also known such.

May the Great Spirit reveal the Mystery
I have sought all my life, and found.
1970, no greater experience before
or since all these years,+ in serenity.


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