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      The 
        Song of the Seraph 
        of San Francisco 
      by 
      Mary Esther Crump 
        
        
      Audio
              version: for instructions click
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      Audio 
        part 1 (3:15) 
        ~ 
        to listen 
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      Over 
        the light-yoked harbour nightly 
        great planes come and go, 
        over the necklace bridges flashing their traffic, 
        under the stars that dip low in the curved Pacific 
        and blaze more stately 
        than plane-twinkle or city-glow, 
        great planes circle slow. 
        
      Sweeping 
        wide and wider than the great 
        planes ever sweep, 
        one night recently, 
        advancing from Far to nearer far 
        through the Eastern deep, 
        a live Star moving intent 
        hastens toward the Occident: 
        never has such Light illumined western land or sea. 
        Now Heaven, knowing Earth's distress, 
        assays in man's extremity 
        God's Opportunity 
        ~ Yes Yes O Yes ~ 
        and now, approaching our planet's night, 
        one of the Lord God's Seraphim 
        comes, Ambassador sent from Him, 
        to implement a cosmic Plan 
        in behalf of the Family of Man. 
        From afar the Light is bright dazzling white. 
        
      But 
        then, as the Seraph draws 
        nearer, making poised pause, 
        coronal color shows: 
        fiery gold-white from the vast heart flows, 
        blue-white like a two-edged sword outthrusts 
        from the throat through space, 
        violet-white around the princely head in a halo glows. 
        The quality of these intermingling lights is interstellar, 
        all of them together are of the color of peace 
        (of PEACE!) 
        and from the nimbus' lofty center shines a 
        Face 
        of lively grace 
        intelligent compassion 
        cognisant mission 
        Love-Wisdom bent 
        toward mankind to release 
        pent peace. 
        Clear through the near reaches 
        making transition 
        while the great Brotherhood of Light watches, 
        swift the Lightbearer approaches the destined place. 
        
      Behind 
        him the celestial abyss. Now 
        pauses the Seraph over night-cloaked Earth 
        over bright-yoked San Francisco 
        where great planes reached a destination 
        where brave hopes sought a consummation 
        where men of goodwill in free cooperation 
        attending the embattled birth 
        of a planetary aspiration 
        for peace 
        (for PEACE!) 
        joined in a new project, noble to dare, 
        against the scourge of war. 
        
      [Audio 
        part 2 (5:30) begins here ~ to listen click 
        here 
        and for full instructions, see below] 
        
      They 
        planned from heart's height. 
        Striving. Beginning. 
        Acknowledging dire need. 
        They moved from minds' might. 
        Surviving. But not winning. 
        A time is full indeed 
        and Earth's care becomes Universe's Care 
        as the Seraph towers over the Light-flooded city. 
        Then, lifting his triple wings 
        in salutation, 
        verging his steadfast Eye 
        from the spangled sky 
        to radiate humanity, 
        the fiery One sings. 
        
      Fusing 
        men and angel tongues, 
        This is the song He sings: 
        
      The 
        stars of Western sky flash high 
        reassurances 
        into Earth's night. 
        Galaxies sweeping 
        constellations radioactive 
        planets luminous. 
        Stars of greater magnitude 
        stars of lesser magnitude 
        how We love them! 
        How We love them all. 
        
      I 
        would reach out and pluck them, thick- 
        hanging clusters. 
        ~ thick 
        like grapes on autumn-brown-speckled 
        vineyards, 
        like poems on the fringe of human awareness 
        just right just ripe for the plucking ~ 
        I would reach 
        I would pluck 
        I would gather 
        I would distribute their light- and-life-bringing potencies 
        for the healing of the 
        nations of Earth. 
        
      O 
        worn nations of torn Earth, 
        I reach for you. 
        Reach to Me. 
        O tired nations of scarred Earth, 
        I gather for you. 
        Gather to Us. 
        O buffetted nations of suffering Earth, 
        how We love you! 
        How We love you all. 
        
      Into 
        western sky I reach. 
        I grasp of the massed virtues of the stars. 
        With mind and heart I garner of them 
        naming and loving as I tap 
        the free flowing Energy-sap of them ... 
        
      From 
        Venus 
        cloud-shrouded 
        nearest 
        dearest of them, 
        Love I harvest. 
        LOVE. 
        
      From 
        Merak 
        steadfast in the Great Bear waiting, 
        Peace I gather in burgeoning abundance, 
        PEACE. 
        
      From 
        Betelguese 
        striding with Orion magnificent 
        triumphant messianic forgiving over the zenith 
        GOODWILL. 
        
      From 
        Vega 
        con brio from her lyre down-sweeping 
        arpeggios of festival 
        glissandos of plenty: 
        SHARING. 
        
      From 
        Arcturus 
        the brightest the best of the Sons of the 
        Morning, 
        the peerless the true the altogether lovely, 
        our ever living 
        once and future King: 
        VICTORY. 
        
      From 
        Pleiades 
        incredible cluster 
        crackling across millennia of lightyears 
        with vigorous vast vitality: 
        COOPERATION. 
        
      (Not 
        for Freedom do I reach. Nor 
        for Courage. For courage 
        abundant is here in drear dear 
        Earth. And where Courage is, Freedom 
        yet lacking will come 
        enough and to spare 
        to transmute Earth in swift shift to 
        rebirth. 
        No. Not 
        for Freedom do I reach. Nor 
        for Courage.) 
        
      But 
        From Regulus, DEDICATION 
        From Aldebaran, INTEGRATION 
        From Sirius, ILLUMINATION 
        and from 
        this One and 
        that One and all the shining singing-together Ones, 
        JOY. 
        
      So 
        on and on and on through the 
        stars and the planets: 
        calling them 
        loving them 
        naming the names of them in the one Name 
        (Great NAME of the Lord of the Universe), 
        I reach out and pluck of 
        their light and their virtues. 
        I pluck for the 
        healing of the 
        nations of 
        Earth. 
        
        
       
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      Mary 
        Esther Crump wrote this poem during the organizational meetings 
        of the United Nations which convened in San Francisco on April 25, 1945. 
        In her words, "I followed those sessions avidly, partly because I had 
        shared a dream of world peace with my girlhood friend 
 who in 1945 
        was the correspondent on international affairs with ABC radio and was 
        doing their hour-to-hour radio reporting from San Francisco. One evening 
        as I listened to her, I became aware of a great Light hovering over the 
        area, downward inclining toward the Cow Palace (where the meetings were 
        being held) and beaming its ray into each of the gathered delegates. It 
        was a vivid image, and I began writing down whatever comments I could 
        before it would fade. These jottings turned out to be a long poem, the 
        title of which would be 'The Song of the Seraph of San Francisco.'"  
      It's interesting to note that The 
        Great Invocation (current version) was given out for distribution by the Tibetan on 
        April 17, 1945, and that the U.N.'s conference referred to in this poem 
        convened on April 25, 1945 ~ almost exactly the day of the Wesak Festival full moon that year, 4.27.1945. October 24 U.N. Day marks the anniversary of the entry into force of the U.N. Charter, exactly 6 months after the U.N. Conference convened. The Charter was ratified on June 26, 1945, a month after the May 29 Gemini~Goodwill full moon that year ... clearly, the founding of the U.N. is linked to the spiritual festivals of 1945. As is the end of World War II, for the Germans surrendered to the Allies in Reims, France on 5.7.1945 (4 days before the new moon following the Wesak Festival), and the Japanese surrendered on 8.15.1945, 3 weeks after the 1945 Leo~Sirius Festival. 
        
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      Published 
        in The Beacon, 
        Volume LIII, Number 10, July/August 1990 
        © 
        Lucis Publishing 
      Co., 120 Wall St., 24th Floor, New York, NY 10005 
      
  
  
		 
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