Adi Shesha

You who are the wisdom

And the treasure – on the hill where bells peal

Life and death,

Death and life,

Birth, rebirth,

Or freedom

From the ever-grinding wheel

Of strife.

Gentle,

Brave,

It is you who stay,

Who live deep in the dens of the earth,

In the rain-dark soil,

Breath

Of all being,

You who stay

When all has left

Fled far on the crane-white wings that shimmer,

And you too who encircle the stars and the moon,

You who glimmer

Like the lily,

Soul bereft

That hisses of the ending soon.

You flow

Coil upon blue-hued coil,

Your hooded heads sway,

You know all

And yet nothing,

You sing the call

Of the lakes of eternity

On the silver wave

In the night of falling snow

And the peace of the dawn-pale petal.

Shanti. Shanti. Shanti.

© Sharon St Joan, 2016

 

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