Lark 1

[Dr. Abraham George]

I have no one … but You...Oh…my Beauty…

I wonder....where you have gone...oh Beloved?

One who stirs up emotions powerful…in me…

Within the soul of the seeker…and me…

 

A gentle soul, searching for Light…and Beauty…

Have you vanished into realms unknown….

Vanished into the realms forbidden for mortals…

Vanished as the morning mist...in the heat of the sun…

 

O! that beautiful mist….my soul…my..Friend…

The mist ….bearing the cool of the night… borrowed…

The mist that is to bring the brilliance of a rainbow….

To those dark moments of life ...I call it night…

 

Where have you gone O! …Sunshine..return..

return…for your abode is the Eastern horizon….

A horizon …full of glory….and brilliance…

The brilliance of the radiant beauty…untold..

 

Bed there for me…and for the peoples countless…

In the eastern horizon with refreshing bliss of morning mist…..

And the borrowed coolness of the night that’s past…and day…

To appear… where the Sun shall never set….nor darkness rule…

 

This is the horizon….where no mortals see vanities glitter…

It is here, where the brilliance exists….wisdom shines forth…

Return my Beloved….for it is meant for thy brilliance....

Return…return my soul….to the abode of Light…and Life....

 

This is the horizon where the shattered soul finds its rest…..

And a bruised reed shall not be broken…it is here….

Neither One’s spark sniffed off….nor darkness allowed its might…

To this abode of life I beckon you O! my beloved….

 

 Return….and repent….for in there is rest….

Return to the abode light…that you may see Light…

That one’s soul be nourished…...into its full radiance…

To impart joy untold…..to the mortals having breath in nostrils….

 

Return ….and let me see there….a Diadem that sparkles …

Sparkles in the Light’s brilliance….on a signet ring of the King…

The King of all kings…..and Lord of all lords…..All-Mighty is his name..

This is thy abode o! my soul….the place of eternal joy…and rest for all.

 

Here you shall find rest…here you shall find joy….

for this is love….lavished…it touches….fills and transforms…

To that disposition of thy brilliance…the glory once lost….

to this abode ...I beckon...my beloved…my soul… friend..