Can comprehend our planet is not flat,
Despite appearance that it’s otherwise,
A way of testing all that we surmise;
But yet there’s much that lies beyond its ken
Appealing to our metaphysic yen,
Our sense that there’s a quintessential Source
That disregarded leads to our remorse.
Akasha is an ancient name for this
Dimension, which discovery leads to bliss,
While negligence of which we can’t afford:
Akasha being the ground of all accord.
Our learning how to whisk away its veil
Is like discovering the Holy Grail.