master of his house;
driver of his own carriage;
teacher of the secret knowledge;
enlightener who found the miraculous;
the breaker of men’s prisons and permanent sleep;
the opener of eyes (and I’s) – all octaves vibrate to his purpose –
ray of creation bringer, guide to God and releaser of truth to all who may see;
the merciless driver of self-discipline - whipping the beast until he sees,understands.
But not the enforcer. Never that. Just the teacher lighting the way for the undisciplined horde.
G. I. Gurdjieff is his own master; for his eyes are open. He sees the enneagram in all things.
He is crystalline force of will – one with all creation; seer, doer – he is purpose.
No mere man can do until he is the master of his domain.
All secrets lay asleep in a prison without master –
open your eyes! Master your master!
Recognize no-one is home;
See your one
© Kristin Reynolds 5 21 09
*Reposted while looking through my archives for a poem for chris's contest.
Dedicated to G.I. Gurdjieff: Ray of Creation, Enneagram, and in search of the miraculous