Meditation #13 -- crowned with good intentions

Like fine neon ablaze, you enraptured the gaze
Of a world slowly fumbling awake;
And as new life turned long, your defiance in song
Made my soul's prison-wall of lies shake.
A false spirit of theft and corruption bereft
Of the vision you spun as you danced:
You swept it away, and from then you held sway
Gave my will new direction, entranced.

But you've been here before.....

Did your questioning call also cast down the wall
When the Persians came yearning for peace?
Did you know what it meant, see a truth heaven-sent,
When you first met the brave men of Greece?
Did your spirit shine free for the wicked to see
In the dying of Arabia's light?
Does your bright-crowned return call us moderns to learn
That your gentle laws must guide our might?

Codifying greed and kindness.....

Rule seventy-three sets the newcomer free
On the vista the gods did not hide;
Rule one-hundred-nine grants the wisdom divine
That quiet rivers in darkness abide.
Rule one-forty-five proclaims free will alive
Ancient magic creating the best;
And the songs that you sing guide your servant, your king
To the way ever highest and blessed.

Awaken all the world.....

Now all lands are your home, for your avatars roam
Where your hidden avengers' light shines;
God-men cursed your renown, hurled your prophetess down,
But your radiance dooms their designs.
Your image will reign in each free human brain,
And in realms mankind dares not yet know;
With your peace-giving arts, and your song in all hearts,
And your fine neon crown still aglow.