Firebird!
March 30th, 2008 by shiva
The Rising Phoenix
BEHOLD the Textbooks, Rising High, Piled to the Roof.
See the Mystic: Detached, Alert, from the World aloof!
Wielding the Dagger and the Disk, bearing Cup and Rod;
Sitting in Silence, trying to risk, the Subtleties of God!
The Lamp is Lit, the Circle Banished, the Mind held Steady Still.
The Angel called; the ego vanished; naught remains but Will!
She struck the Bell; He lit the Flame; we uttered the Mysterious Name.
The Lord of Light heard our Plea, The Divine Plan was ours to see.
All is Gone; it is All Done; there comes an end to All the Fun.
The Lofty Phoenix has burned this day, leaving soot and ashes from his play.
From the Ashes in the Nest, the Bird rises up anew.
It is not me, nor of the Rest; The Phoenix-Bird is YOU!
Rise up Bright Phoenix, and in rising, Spread your Paragon Wings;
Break Forth in Song, and show us how, The Solar Angel sings!
For from the Flame, and from the Ash, and from the Light Above,
The Phoenix is no more than Man . . . raised on the Wings of Love!
AGAPE