PART TWO
The first few days
Upon the mountain
And struggling was my way—
Stretching within
Climbing to reach
The higher emotions,
The mental fast
And the pleading prayer
"Rise up
And break away,"
The passing of time,
The path of persistence
And finally,
Love became stronger
Embracing my mind,
The sorrow
Began to fade
Once again
I could understand—
Partly,
The happiness love
My body was weak
But my mind
Was alive
Stepping
To new heights
Love became
My teacher
And
The inner peace
Followed
My world
Within
Became brighter—
Though
My world
Without
Remained in shadows,
Still the sorrow
Of the lady's memory
Hanging over
"I shall climb this path
Til the light shines
Fully"
I said
As I continued
Upon
I thought
To climb
To the cave
And there
To meditate
To pray
To fast
And hopefully
To resolve my sorrows,
My problems
To find the light
Of the sun—
The infinite wisdom
To brighten my path
To rise out
Of the world
Of shadows
But as I climbed
My pace became slower
And slower,
The cold
And the physical fast
Became too much
And after
A short ways
And
A few days
Struggling
In the world
Of darkness
My body
Slumped
In the snow—
Soft, white comfort,
A warm blanket
Upon the mountain
"Never again
To rise"
I thought
"The cave remains
Too staggering a distance"
And as I lay in the snow
My eyes became heavy
And finally
They closed,
Shutting out
The vagueness
Around
"Never again
To open"
I thought
"And naught
But
To travel
To the lesser planes
(Beneath the Kingdom of the sun)
And there
To study,
Prepare again
For the deserts—
The gardens,
Prepare again
For the search"
("Surely
A release
From my sorrow—
Happily
I give up this plane")
I thought
As I reminisced,
The lady
I lay in the snow
Waiting—
The timeless transition
And as I waited
I thought again of happiness,
And meditation—
To bring it forth
(Surely a paradox
Of emotions—
The death of the lady
And
The happiness love of life)
And
I thought again of love;
And silence was the key
(The mental fast)
Give up the thoughts
Of the past
And then something strange
Began to happen—
Unknown sounds—music,
Beautiful to hear
And unknown feelings in my ailing body—vibrations
To raise my being from the depths
Of the shadow world
And the barriers
Of fear
Were lowered,
No longer could the material
Lock out
The world of the spirit,
The world of higher life,
And the world of truth
And love became a door
In all directions
Majestic
And golden
Before me
And love enveloped
Like an envelope
Surrounding—
Love all around
Abounding
Strength to unify
To bring together
Demander
And supply
A new sensation
Overcoming
Springing up
From the love within
New awareness of the spirit
New knowledge from the past—
"Comes now
The truth of the prophet?"
I asked in wonder
"How high
Have I climbed
Upon the mountain?"
And the body of the spirit
Moved
"The soul
Comes to life!—
"Rise up
And remember"
I urged
"Open the eye
And watch"
The light streamed forth—
And there before me,
Long and floating,
Spirals reaching up,
Magical—
The silver chord,
A two world umbilicus
Unbroken
"Rise up
And attain"
I urged
And the key opened the door
And suddenly
Stood forth
The nine steps of life
"Magnificent
In beauty"
I thought
"And colors
All"
And then
Lifted
The vagueness
Everywhere around
The white white snow
Upon the mountain,
The bright yellow sun
Above
A cloudless sky
And the green sea
Of the forest
Of the vast world
Below
"The wind blowing
Swirling
Whirling up
The soul of pandemonium
"Whirling
To whirl away
My soul
Forever gone"
And yet
There stood
The nine steps of life—
Rainbow colors
In the sky
"How high the climb"
I thought
"To find
The nine steps
To eternity"
Colorful plateaus
Enticing
Enchanting
Entrancing
"Rise up the force—
Bring forth the psychic
The infinite power,
To contact;
A gift from God
For the man
In love
"Bring forth the feet
To move upon"
Secret doors,
Locked in the desert,
Crumbled
Upon the mountain
"Knowledge
Let loose
And shine forth—
"Once
I was a Master
Of
The seven chakras"
Knowledge
To mo
ve upon
And the first seven steps
Are easy
For the Master
Of the serpent—
Coils
In the colored sky
Vibrant
Radiant
The seven steps shine
Violet
Indigo
Blue
Green
Yellow
Orange
Red
Beautiful - spiritual ascending,
But what is higher?—
I know
The eighth and ninth
Exist
Looking
Searching
Straining
But I cannot see the color
Of the eighth—
Too high,
Too lofty
So I step
Upon
To embrace the power
Of the bottom step
And as
My airy foot
Stands down
The world turns
A brilliant color
"One color of life
Falling
From the rainbow sky—
Drops
Splashing the mind
And painting the world
A million shades
Of red"
From above
The music
Of the spheres
Come to life
The ringing
Of the ears
A constant note
Another foot
Rising,
Rotating
The world of colors
To a scene of orange—
The second step of life
From below
I hear the voice
Of woe,
The physical
Still alive
The body crying out
Mental anguish
Searching for the known
But
I turn away
For the true life
Is above,
A foundation of love
Overcoming the fears
Again
I rise—
The other foot moves
To a world of yellow—
Brilliant upon
The mountain above
A beautiful yellow
Bright
The clouds
The forests
The lakes
Below
I watch the movement
Of the world in yellow
A moment
And then again
I step,
A steady pace,
A Master's pace
To blue and green
To indigo and violet
Rising upon
And the world turns
In color
Still,
I cannot see
The color
Of the eighth
And standing
Upon the seventh step
And looking about
A violet sun
In a violet sky
Above
The violet mountain
Of the violet world
Below
Still
Somewhere
In the distance
Below
A confused brain
Turmoiled in fear
Grasping in panic
Searching
A mere sense
Of it
But rise
To the power
To the spheres
Vibrations
Music of sound
Magnificent chord
A rising soul
The eighth step
"Rise not!"
Screamed my brain
Still struggling
But weaker
Surging
Through,
Pulsing
Quick
The living
The enlightened soul
A losing feeling
The flesh
Below
And surging stronger
Through a reeling brain,
Vibrations
"Yielding—
Yielding—
Now
But a loose grip
Grasping for the known life
(And the mountain
Still looks
A deep violet)"
And then
The quickening ears,
Vibrating drums
A sound
So strange
Of bells (or chimes)
And ringing constant
And the sound
Of the spheres
Music
To lighten the soul
Of the body—
Soul rising
How peaceful the mountain
Violet
Screaming
Brain,
A moment of birth
Ringing the drums
The flesh is there,
Somewhere;
And the soul
Vibrating
To life
Panic
Screaming
And crying
But
Let loose
And rise up
The unseen step
Stepping the eighth
And lofty ascent
Rising—
And the changing mountain
From violet
A world known
Leaving
Swirling
Whirling
A world known
Receding
Swirling
Whirling
Yielding up
And the changing
From violet
A formless mountain
Luminescing
The fading ways
Of the last of the changing colors
But keep
The love
Strong
The brain
Weeps
In woe
And fades away
Weeping
To the ringing
Of the drums
Ringing ringing ringing
To the changing
Of the violet world
Changing
Swirling
Blinding
Fading color
Blinding
Brightening
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