THE BARD

To Bea
bea(m), bea(con), bea(uty),
Lady of the Eye-land, Vision-shaper

(For only the chosen ones, the children of Wisdom, the bards of Beauty, the Lords of Bardo, the Rune Players, the Mudra Shapers, the Golden Tongues of Mantra, are able to strike the secret cord of things shaping Visions out of soul vibrations... Visions to heal, fill, feed the cosmic hunger, opening ethereal paths of Hope to the bird of Imagination...

 

Out of his mirror-soul
the thunder-word carves itself in Marvel
and its lightning strikes diamond
upon twilight-fields of thought.

Trancesongs voiced as if by mystic sphinx
shatter common sight with Vision-comets
and make of mortal air
a space for Wonder.

A wizardry of runes in silent dance
inspells the yearning mind
with dreams undying...

Ocean-dreams which God Himself,
in the Nectar-night of things,
churned to an orgy of rainbow Stories.