Ravidas
Knower and known are one!
Who needs any testimony
when the Lord is known,
the Lord in all, all in the Lord.--
Who can give a wound
to those who meet the Lord
in inenarrable union,
the experience of the One?--
Self and the Self are melded.
Can it even be proclaimed?
My singing is already defeated.
Of that, what can I sing?
Guinevere
Out of York went Guinevere,
weeping deeply,
in cover of darkest night
sighing and crying;
she wept with sorrow
in the shadow of death.
She came to dark Caerleon,
speeding, heedless,
with two knights her way guarding,
lordly and sworded.
The land was mourning
in the shadow of death.
On her head they set a veil,
pride's sin hiding,
the conversion of a crown,
walling the fallen,
on path through the realm
of the shadow of death.
Then none knew the queen, none heard,
piling silence,
whether she lived or was gone,
crown in wave drowning;
she was veiled from the world
by the shadow of death.
Inauguration
At the start,
when God whittled the skies and the land,
the land was wild waste,
with shadow on the surface of the ocean,
while the wind of God
was soothing over the surface of the seas.
Then God said, Be, light!
So light was,
while God beheld the light for sweetness.
Then God chopped between
the light and the shadow,
and God named the light day,
and the shadow He named night.
So dusk was,
so dawn was,
first day.
