The common progression
A sea of gyration
Hands outstretched
Heart outstretched
The world is expanding
With love and understanding
Hands moving; vibrant
Alive, swaying violent
Knees bowed down to worship
Lifting the veil like a loose slip
Kneeling, praying, surrender
Arms aloft in spiritual splendor
Sweet ecstatic loss of self-distinction
One in the crowd, on the brink of extinction
He moves to bow his head to the floor
Like a reverential prayer to the east
But, the Lord understands social demands
In his heart he has become the least
Recoiling there, still close to the floor
And somehow, just a little, further from the Lord.
