Lotus…Still…
I feel Her in my Being,
Soul, will..
Aid me to my Seeing.
 
Calm winds of mind
Cease to be obscene,
All light that time will bind,
Fades to shades of Green.
 
I reach, She holds,
Destiny has begotten,
A dream foretold,
The Heart’s sweet bondage tauten.
 
So peace affirmed,
I’m off to sweet Desires,
My Love, confirmed,
In that which Love inspires.