Dedication to Rosamonde Miller

of the Gnostic Sanctuary  Palo Alto.




Asolitary light is coming fast !

the song I sing will be my last;

sad to say itís time to go,

 and all the things Iíll never know !


But never mind, the road was fun;

even though itís now nigh done.

What a way to end this flight...

crashing out in blazing light !


Down Eros, and up Mars....

but wait !... the thing is full of stars !

My Goríd... I drift in love divine...

the Eternal Dome... is mine; all mine !


My Goríd... Iíve made a motley pun

of what I am, and whence I come !

Would, Oh would, that I could be,

out here, as when I am with thee.


Never would a man believe

what in truth he does achieve.

So spread your blessings throughout time;

or no work will get done...

and that wonít rhyme !


A heart on fire will pound and pound

and like a feather, float to its ground.

In resurrection from ĎNo-thingí,

among the lights I sing and sing;

a silent song that none can hear;

except the Ultimate Cosmic ear.




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