Next Human Species

From the door of stars
We fumbled for our future
As the silence of the ocean

Rolled against our tears
I laughed a wooden laugh
For the Earth that renews all

My hand a trembling care
Of Springs immemorial
My dazzled face

Caressed last hope
My daughter diviner been
When Acts and Will are done

Heaven must come one day
From the gate of music strewn
To melodies of other homes

Good news is given
From the minds of custodians
We leave behind petals of the Rose

For stranger Neptunes
With our computer ghosts
Quantum chariots of Immortality.

Starlit Hour

This is the hour O Soul
Thy free flight into silence
Wordless bliss of non-duality
Apex of Oneness with all forms
This is the day O Soul
To reach into mysticism like never before

Thy inner sight into omniscience
The day erased of personality
The lessons done, the emerging
Identity of loving all equally
This is the week O Soul
Thy quantum array of transparency

Each cell and atom a divine release
Into the energy of uniform unity
This is the year O Soul
To wake the tenderest art
The meditation without goals
And the prayer without rewards

To freedom from attachment strive
Without striving, all is peace
The last surrender of all plans
The internal life of satchitananda’s poise
This is the hour O Soul
To wordless bliss and loving servitude

Identity of oneness always active
This is the Brahma-lifetime O Spirit
The sweet transcendence of non-identity.

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