Dream Prayer (Ii) Poem by Michael Maxwell Steer

In darkness is the light.
In the unseen, the form of what is to be.
Love blooms in a stony wasteland just as in a garden -
So God fills every heart held hollow for hir.

In fear, the gift to know your self.
In pain, an infinite resource of power.
Sorrow colours the night sky with a rainbow -
For the dream-time world defines every waking action.

O you, my helper in the light,
draw me from the disharmony of illusion
to the consonance of a reality that
empowers my own existence as it enables others.


The eve of my 47th birthday: : 21 November 1993