He Who Abides Within Poem by Richard (Narad) Eggenberger

He Who Abides Within

When the robe of night is cast aside
And heaven's symbols merge in light
From mystic stays in subtler worlds
We wake refreshed to earthly sight.

Immortal spheres to mortal soil
Traversing plane to vaster plane,
An immortality we seek
Who immortal are and without stain.

Assign not blame to vengeful gods
Or nether forces lurking deep
Alone we are responsible
For the motley company we keep.

All the stars are ours to hold
For us the graceful angels pray
And God within our substance dwells
At work upon the sleeping clay.