Poem ‘Alpha and Omega’ from 1983-0300 and 0400 Nirmala Yoga, Pages 43 and 44

In the book of Revelations very little is revealed,
From the furtive intellectual are the answers well concealed.
Perhaps if we stop asking questions we may hope to crack the code,
Maybe the desire for inner wisdom will lead us on the road.
What are the cogent questions of the great quest for life?
Who are the real protagonists that lead men ever on to strife?
How can we find the answers if we don't know where to start?
How join in the cosmic drama if we don't know our own part?

Where is the One who is Alpha and Omega?
Where is the One who will call it the day?
Did the seers of old merely write stirring stories?
No. They foresaw through the tunnel of time where the war is.
This war's raging within us; the prize mankind's soul,
Because man is a mirror, microcosm of God.
The dragons and devils are here now, among us,
All doing their best to appear—Oh, so good!
Bombardments of evil sport disguises of freedom,
Self-destruction's allowed, nothing's barred from us now.
But the Woman is here, with the stars in Her crown,
And we are Her manchild, if we understand how.
She is here to effect a transmuting of consciousness:
If She doesn't, there'll soon be naught left to transmute.
When She gives the great secrets, quite freely, in earnestness,
Then Her Spirit will fill us as sound fills a flute.
Then we'll dance for the Dancers, the Lords of Creation,
And we'll bow to Our Maker in wonder and love.
But first we must seek Her, concealed in our wilderness,
Not argue and question what comes from above.
When in silent humility we'll admit we'ere just human,
Then She'll come as a human bringing heaven on earth.
She'll show us our Spirit and make us divine,
And Her Son will through man have His own second birth.