ADAM'S DREAM

[Guest guest]

ADAM’S DREAM

 

Poor modern Adam, so sadly forlorn,

The tread-mill of life has worn down his soul;

Sometimes he wished he’d never been born,

He yearns for a way to make himself whole.

 

Like a traveller lost in a bleak desert place,

Blinded by sense-storms with savourless food,

He begs for water, crying for grace,

He prays to discover the source of the Good.

 

Entrapped like a wasp on a jammed window pane,

He drones up and down, in search of the light,

Until falling exhausted, worn out by the strain,

He lies flat on his back, with no help in sight.

 

Through self surrender and intensive yearning

Answer comes from God’s bright flame, ever burning.

 

In Adam’s slumbering mind arose a dream,

A warm compelling voice, a father’s call,

Saying “don’t weep!â€, and then a brighter gleam

Of light, unveils a scene which does enthral.

 

It was an orient land. On reddish earth,

The Sage sits smiling with firm and tender gaze,

Saying “I’ll help you, dear child, find rebirth!â€

His look is steady, his eyes are ablaze.

 

It was as if some summer rain did fall

On his arid, parched and hard baked clay,

When Adam stirred from sleep, he did recall

This dream, the radiant dawn of life’s new day.

 

His prayer’s been answered, way down deep,

Refreshed his soul awakes from torpid sleep.

 

Adam heard within his heart, the Sage ask “why?â€

Speaking from silence, his voice, so soft and clear,

“Ask yourself the greatest question ‘who am I?’

You aren’t just a body, insentient thing of fear,

 

But Divine, a holy spark of sacred fire!

Quest within, search for that hidden flame,

Dive deep inside your Heart, enquire!

Until you find that ONE without a name!â€

 

Adam felt free, his soul had found release,

Joyful calm and ease enwrapped his heart,

He now felt One, at home in perfect peace,

Losing the past, to carve a fresh new start.

 

May the message of his dream, our hope renew,

Go seek your Self within! Know ‘That’ is true!

[Guest guest]

Exquisite !

 

 

 

--- On Tue, 7/28/09, Alan Jacobs <alanadamsjacobs wrote:

Alan Jacobs <alanadamsjacobs ADAM'S DREAM Date: Tuesday, July 28, 2009, 11:37 AM

ADAM’S DREAMPoor modern Adam, so sadly forlorn,The tread-mill of life has worn down his soul;Sometimes he wished he’d never been born,He yearns for a way to make himself whole.Like a traveller lost in a bleak desert place,Blinded by sense-storms with savourless food,He begs for water, crying for grace,He prays to discover the source of the Good.Entrapped like a wasp on a jammed window pane,He drones up and down, in search of the light,Until falling exhausted, worn out by the strain,He lies flat on his back, with no help in sight.Through self surrender and intensive yearningAnswer comes from God’s bright flame, ever burning.In Adam’s slumbering mind arose a dream,A warm compelling voice, a father’s call,Saying “don’t weep!â€, and then a brighter gleam Of light, unveils a scene which does enthral.It was an orient land. On reddish

earth,The Sage sits smiling with firm and tender gaze,Saying “I’ll help you, dear child, find rebirth!â€His look is steady, his eyes are ablaze.It was as if some summer rain did fallOn his arid, parched and hard baked clay,When Adam stirred from sleep, he did recallThis dream, the radiant dawn of life’s new day.His prayer’s been answered, way down deep,Refreshed his soul awakes from torpid sleep.Adam heard within his heart, the Sage ask “why?â€Speaking from silence, his voice, so soft and clear,“Ask yourself the greatest question ‘who am I?’You aren’t just a body, insentient thing of fear,But Divine, a holy spark of sacred fire!Quest within, search for that hidden flame,Dive deep inside your Heart, enquire!Until you find that ONE without a name!â€Adam felt free, his soul had found release,Joyful calm and ease enwrapped his heart,He

now felt One, at home in perfect peace,Losing the past, to carve a fresh new start.May the message of his dream, our hope renew,Go seek your Self within! Know ‘That’ is true!