Wednesday, October 28, 2009

May I be Many.

Srigurubhyo namaha

Deep within the dark womb
of a galaxy far beyond -
Neither awake nor asleep,
Being, suspended before the advent of Time.
The raging fires burnt it not.
Eventual rays from a distant moon,
Excite. Rhythm rising to a hissing swoon.
Throbbing, fast building to the Boon.
Germ of Desire -
Born of Fire.
" May I be Many "!
Power, veils the wielder -
And energy appears as matter.
Ether, Breath, transforming Fire,
with Water and Earth, appear.
Worlds are born
like oak from acorn.
Golden Egg of universes vast
Resting place of worlds past.
'Father', some say, 'Mother', say some -
Some, they see deeper.
Seek! You will grow wiser.
Power veils the Wielder -
Energy appears as Matter.