Beneath Her Blossom-Feet Poem by Richard (Narad) Eggenberger

Beneath Her Blossom-Feet

I cannot share the pain that clouds her eyes,
The fire raging through the body's walls
Or offer her the weal of Paradise
For each alone must hear the clarion-calls.

Yet humanly we laugh, we cry, we care
And somehow seem to share each other's grief
And having dwelt in love's untainted air
Awhile we walk as one in one belief, —

That every step is seen, each action known
By Him we name as God or Deity,
Through sorrow and joy our souls aware have grown
In birth's unnumbered towards our Destiny.

As conscious beings we again shall meet
And see earth bloom beneath Her blossom-feet.