To meet myself in beauty
To submit to the way of the Light
To realize the truth of the warrior:
  Life is suffering
Within each suffering center lies
  desire demand death

I grieve and mourn the loss of oneness
The vision of wholeness
Hidden behind the black greed of grasping eyes

O that suffering could be seen as it is:
  A state of contraction
  A withdrawal from the Path of Light

But only by passing through the burning flame of wisdom
Do the warriors' souls become strengthened
Then do they rejoice

Dancing to the noiseless sound of the universal
Turning one heart to all faces
Seeing on face in all hearts
Aflame with the healing power of love

Their chant is blessing
The Morning Star breaks in their song
All creatures rise in radiance at its shining
And even the grasses whisper

Light is eternal
It is the eye and wellspring of the creator

 

--Jose Arguelles