An Ant On the Seashore At Midnight

I have seen God

as Consciousness, Power,

touched Him as an unalloyed

permeation of Love

and tasted of Immortality.

Yea, I have stood of the shore

of my Mother's Ocean

and with humility

known awe of exultation.

Shall I search and practice

for That which I really am?

knowing that

The Precious-Jewel is neither singular

nor found in the walls of unthinking ritual.

(February '79)