Tao, Great Silent Mother
Meditations on My Encounters
With Self
Ananda (Aíne Nevar)
April 11, 1986
I. I cannot eat, I cannot sleep, No breath abides within me. I cannot remember my name Or my face Or those around me night and day. For I am empty As before an embryo Empty Yet becoming full So full of yearning for Her presence. The earth is in upheaval, the earth sighs a lonely sound, The earth tosses in her dreams. | All the people sleep, But beneath the droning Echoes - Searching faces in the day, Empty shadows of the night - How their souls cry out. How they long for Her, The great and wonderful Mother! Call her harmony, Silent and serene, O Great Tao, Voiceless murmurs through all voices, Gentle striving in all hearts. |
II. I have seen Her All around us, Breathed Her fragrance Rushing through a morning’s meadow. I have melted, Dissolved my heart and mind Within the Her warm enchantment, Blushing at the sacred vision Of Her tender smiles Upon me. | I have gazed, I have wondered At my own blessing-- That I, so encased in form, Could view with such reverence All her distant beauty-- Laughing, singing through the night, As She danced with flowing starlight, As She wooed with mystic chanting, Calling sweetly all Her children Into perfect Harmony, Into peace and Brotherhood. |
III. Precious heart of mystery, Breathes her presence all about me. Tao, so full of power Tao of all Heartbeats' ending throbbing, Symmetry expanding Beauty. Tao unfolding All directions holding All Wrapped within her sacred breast. | Lullaby of Tao All weaving Universe within Without. All that breathes or loves or fights, Every detail of sorrow fading, And our greatest hopes revealing The gentle souls, all One, Embracing together their Eternity. | All All of this world we call life Suspended effortlessly Within Her spinning lullaby And we are guided By the mystic Invisible threads of unity, Woven as the tapestry of Life. |