All the powers in the universe are already ours. It is we who have put our hands before our eyes and cry that it is dark. – Swami Vivekananda
Our souls are the cosmic seed / Blooming from the muddy night / Wondering where the path will lead / Striving towards the happy light / Innocently we peek out / From the awakening ecstasy / Our joyous minds cast about / As soul-petals open blessedly
Springtime arrives jubilantly / Energetic flesh awakens / Spirits dance exuberantly / Just born without expectations / Seeking our identity / Passionate hearts beat wildly / Blush of love’s serenity / Two hearts embrace tenderly
Summer’s crimson ardor / Creates true devotion / Sharing pathways to wander / Drunk on love’s sweet potion / Threatening storms gather / Inundated by strife / Grow closer together / Build a happier life
Fall’s chill leads to icy winter / Much too soon the days grow shorter / Time’s smallest fractions can splinter / Eternity from disorder / Evening’s chill grows stronger / Memory’s perfume remains / While the shadows grow longer / Peaceful nod to death’s domain
Transform back to cosmic seed / Planted in infinity / Soul from mortal flesh is freed / Embracing serenity
C.E.Wheeler 
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