Deep within the labyrinth of the mind
A ghostly light glimmers
Like the twilight of endless fruitless days
Or the haze that shmmers
Over the sea. My heart, in search of truth,
Wanders towards the light,
Lost in education and religion
And all things erudite.
As I wander, filled with speculation
About truth, God and me,
In the twists and turns of the mind’s advance
reason is all I see.
Reason is the mother of illusion
Where truth is hardly found,
Just as the tunnels of the labyrinth
Cover infinite ground.
In the eternal turmoil of my mind
The voice of my soul cries
Softly as the bowed hermit in prayer;
God is, all else is lies.
And truth came forth from the surrounding dark,
Straight as a spear of light,
To unveil its simple divinity
To my unworthy sight
I saw God sitting on the mountain top
In mighty majesty.
I saw him sail across the azure sky
In gentle purity.
I watched him in tumultuous fury
Churning the raging sea
In the whipping winds of the hurricane
Roaring over the lea.
In chilling anger and burning rage
He smote the helpless earth.
Its pristine glory humbled but renewed
In death and in rebirth.
I saw him riding swiftly on a cloud
As bright as bright can be.
I saw God in everything there was;
Then I found him in me.
© Alick Lazare- Nature Island Verses (2001)