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The Portal

The Portal

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Published by Charlotte Cowell

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Published by: Charlotte Cowell on Jun 11, 2012
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The Portal
Gathered round a blazing camp fire -Flame of white, like pure magnesia -Sat a group of men of learning;All had found their way through reason.Each had spent a life in study,Each had found his deeper wisdom,
Yet knew naught of any other’s.
 Each had made a spirit-prison.Said the one who carried with him
Nothing ‘cept the staff he walked with,
 On his belt a carved mandala,Set in which were grains of barley:
“Once upon a time in Asia
 Did the son of SuddhodanaLeave the wheel of incarnations,
Teach the eightfold path with patience.”
 Answered one who bore a tabletMade of stone. This etched upon itBore the ancient Faravahar -Winged disc
and hieroglyphics:
“Once upon a time in Persia
 Lived a man named Zarathustra,True of mind and true in speaking,;Undiluted star-
light seeking.”
 Speaking next, a bearded poet,Stroked his chin and touched the symbolsWoven on his woollen long-coat:Winged heart, the moon and lone star.
“Heights are reached by native mystics,
 Yet the greatest peak of learningIs our own, and few have reached it;
Sufi spinners rise by turning.”
“Here upon our cloud, unknowing,”
 Sighed the mystic Christian fathers,
“We see how all souls are growing,
 Ever upward, past the dawn-star.
“Darkest night will never capture
 Those who walk beneath the lanternThat was set by Christ. In raptures
Have our Saints recovered phantoms.”
“Mani of the Moon, the Mirror,”
Spoke his prie
st. “A silver sliver
 Of the lamp which lovers worship;
Shines the light on true believers.”
“Brings to mind the Bodhisatva,”
Spoke the Buddhist, “of compassion.”
“From the Eastern land of ancients,
Where the bowl of Earth was fashioned.”
“What, pray tell,
of Baha-
 Spoke at once the latest wise-one.
“He’s accepted all the others
Gone before; the way is union?”
“This, you see”, revealed the Rabbi,
“Charts a line which roughly follows
 Down through time, a line of prophets,Give or take a right-tongued Sophist.
“Eastern influences flourished
 In our land, but naught surpassesNow
or ever
true Kabbalah,
Gnostic scripts were ne’er so magic!
“Not so!” claimed the Vedic master.
“Ours, the early bird of progress

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