First Cycle

Fall wind, autumn skies
Sing me your familiar lullabies.
Like leaves falling to the waiting pavement
Devolution occurs in silent lament.

The wind whispers with a soothing chill,
“Heart be strong; mind be still”
Part the clouds in hopes that I may see
The Logos – the one, the seven and the three.

Past the ninth cycle I have been lead
Cradle this weary, suffering head.
Here comes the first cycle at last
A new period of evolution has been cast.

In this worldly plane, the lower Self resists
Yet in the dark, the candlelight persists.
Let Love be my armor, my weapon and my shield
Upon this first cycle I shall aspire to build.

To Adi Narayana, venerable Siddhas, and my Beloved Guru I plea
Through earthly turmoil and suffering, please guide me.
Never do I wish to leave Your side
In Your path of Light may I always abide.

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