A Door

The Flower of God’s Eye

His eyes he closed upon this earth

Of things, and sounds, and busyness

Then opened he the eyes of soul

On vistas wide and fair

Bright in the everlasting light

Shining and with glory filled:

The love of Cause drew him home.

Bore he well the cares of earth

Graceful the steps through matter dark

bearing light upon the way

Faithful to the path he chose

Ere veil of flesh he took:

The love of Cause drew him here.

Remembered well the purpose of

His journey on this plane

To fill the dells and hinter parts

With laughter and few tears:

The love of Cause kept him safe.

Souls in youthful bodies came

Around his knees to sit

To hear the gallant tales of life

And giggle from his pokes:

The love of Cause directs his ways.

The flower of God’s eyes returned

To blossom, bloom and glow

Amid the light and ceaseless truth

Of Oneness and delight:

The love of Cause is all he knows

As freedom he unfurls

He holds the light in steadfast glow

For those he left behind:

With soul uncaged from body’s strain.

The Cause of love complete.