The human radio-receivers move with the flow,
The eagle bears the water from the moon,
And the sun, moon and star
Are relationships with the universe.
All are eternal children
Who smile and frown with innocence,
They don't know that they know but they know.
The mystery play of life goes on,
As archetypal symmetry becomes flesh.
The third eye opens, framed in form divine,
Shri Jesus, Mary, Joseph, man-ifest trinity.
All are of the divine family,
But do not see the crowns in their hearts.
The flow-er of life grows through suffering and hope,
Martyred to ascend through us.
The rattle-snake cuts the Gordian knot,
No more ties that bind.
The path of least resistance is a lamb springing inside.
Behold a white horse, no rider but the word.
Every blade of grass is a temple spire
That receives the divine radio signal.
All centres of expression for the universal will
Will see the divine in each human soul.
Go gently into the good knight,
No longer fastened to a dying animal,
But dead to self to rise anew.
Lapis Lazarus reflects the blue and gold,
Already with thee, the reed bends with the flow.
The glands bleed for the martyr,
The non-linear pineal.