I want my thoughts and feelings to rise
up like steam - before falling back down
again just like rain, beautifying the world,
spreading good cheer and life, enlarging
the fount of love everywhere
I want the mental patterns of my
thoughts and feelings to resemble
Chladni’s figures when sand is
spread on a violin and beautiful
geometric patterns form
as the violin is played; I want to
think up such a wonderful group
of people to accompany me to the
Hereinafter; just like Madame
Blavatsky did in Tibet
When she thought up an entity
who terrorised her when he
came out of her mind – but
I want my entity, my manniken,
to be filled with the sparkle
Of laughter, glittering humour;
to laugh while spreading kind
consideration like cool, blue
velvety water that cherishes
the mind of all we meet;
All non-physical entities – in
the eternal continuance of
life after physical death in
the marvellous realm of
the Hereinafter!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem