Still no movement
In pose of total humility
Feet anchored to the earth
Body a mountain not to be moved
Even the gods of air and water and fire
Cannot cause unrest
Mind in exaltation
Mind in love, in bliss
Heart in contemplation
Songs in heavens
Sounding choral, pure
I give a bow to thee
In the mirror of mind
Gods come running
They know I never die
And the heavens pray
They pray under watchfulness
And pray to the light
That each and every being
Never tastes the night.
David Taylor
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/praying-4/
