Song of the Reed

This Poem is the Prologue to my book of 1991,
YogaSayings.

Reach out from the Cloud,
Turn the Pearl-Round Stone;
Tune the Seventh Tone.

Caress that Crown of Trees,
Guide within the Ways;
Tell the Course of Days.

Shape the Sea-Borne Cradle,
Give whitest milk; then
Take the milk again.

Beckon to the Circling Moon,
Hold aloft the Wand;
Scribe that song thereon.

Bless that Buried King,
Heal the Heart Afire,
Stroke the Curling Lyre;

HECATONTOCHEIROI!
Five-voiced the Heavenly Choir!

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