The Titan in man is asleep.
So deep this love-longing sleep!
The brumal night still hold sway
But the Sun shall rise this day.
I remembered those Halcyon’s days,
When Zephyr blew across Deutscheland!
And Aeolian maids roamed our blessed land.
Those special moments my Spirit praised.
Versed was I in Hermes Trismegitus-
Though his teachings was obscured by men,
My Spirit nonetheless gleaned their beauty
And I, through my formation years, turned Magus…
I lived in Truth’s resplendent dawn, bathed in it…
The Hindus affirm believe in Brahman,
As the eternally formless and changeless.
There is, however, a Divine Spark in man
That is pure spiritual nonetheless.
O human spirit! if only you knew the powers welled within
The core of your consciousness, which in itself is a drop of
Water in the All-permeating Collective Consciousness of pure
Love, you would, in all likelihood, have transformed the earth
Into a Vast Rosarium where lovely boursault and Damask
Roses flourish delightfully in fulsomeness.
Every thought, thimbleful as it may seem, can create a powerful
Ripple effect stretching cosmic distances. Now see how each and
Everyone is solely responsible for the state of Earth.
I exhort you, Homo Sapiens, Keep your thoughts pure and simple.
There is nothing so regal as the Opalescent
Fire that God, in His Infinite Love, placed
Deep in our beings, and only by purity
Of heart can its luminosity flares up
To becoming a mighty conflagration.
The tablets of our hearts must at all times
Be white as snow that praise-worthy virtues-
May be inscribed on them in blood-red rubies.
These heavenly gems sparkle with fervour
In the pure spiritual beings who rose
In first circle of spiritual perfection,
Existing in the most exalted Sphere
Of creation: outside the steps to the
Throne of the Ever-Living Creator.
Man’s overweening pride and senseless cravings
lead unswervingly to perdition and eternal death.
If he would at least grab the lifeline of love
Divine and soar upwards in her sublime rays.
Let divine Love be your lodestar.
Once you have becalmed those torrent
Of thoughts assailing your ego,
Then the spirit indwelling will
At last rise up in full glory:
Becoming the ageless, eternal being…