I was born in eternity
Where Mother and Father are One.
Born in the sound-filled silences of space
Where stars are made from swirling dust
And life in sudden proton meetings
Springs into being; male and female,
Atoms that split smaller, smaller ever smaller
To the never-ending core of |Being.
From these I too became a Man,
Leaving my vast and luminous mansions for your sake,
Letting myself grow smaller, smaller to fit your minds;
A ***** in an egg, my beginning the same as yours.

Sons of Man, Sons of God,
I will show you how atoms come together,
Larger, larger, ever larger.
Plants, animals, men, suns, galaxies beyond time,
Growing in size and structure.
And you will grow with me through the dark tunnels of the mind,
Slipping from Death to Life, from Dark to Light,
Till we together shall inherit
Those boundless, beautiful places
Where Father and Mother are One.

Early morning


It was in the early morning, blackbird song and
long wet grass, shuffling through making trails in dew
In the early mornings of my life.
Something of magic in the sun slanting
through wet dripping branches,
pearls of water drops in spidery webs enchaining
blade to blade in the long wet grass.

It was in the early morning rising from warm sheets
when hearing that cuckoo summons from
far distant woods, calling , welcoming me forth
into the dewy day, doors unbolted, stepping from within
dark walls, shadowed kitchens, cold and stony floor.
Stepping forth and catching at my heart.
They were.
Sun’s rays, dewy grass, pearls of water drops.