As seabirds scale the skies and soar
Seeking safety above the storm
So our souls seek sanctuary
In the stillness that is their home.
From our Source’s celestial spring
All things flow, without and within,
From the self’s and soul’s true Center,
The sustaining Spirit unseen.
The Heart in us suffuses all,
But our senses to It are blind,
Whose subtle signs cannot be seen
Save by the contemplative mind.
The Inner Eye alone can see
Self-mirroring Infinity!
