My episode of clear noetic bliss
Away at college in my freshman year,
Not since repeated with such emphasis,
I’ve often fondly wished would reappear.
It seemed, I’d say, that I had touched the Ground
Of Being, connecting with the cosmic Source,
And briefly all restrictions were unbound
As I was set upon my mortal course.
Now, that is all a visionary gleam
Dim in my memory, yet still a spark
Reminding me of what was then a beam
To guide me out beyond the mundane dark.
This mystical dimension beyond sense
Reveals that Cosmic Caring is immense.