Wednesday, June 18, 2014


      What kind of knowing lifts the mystic veil
      revealing gnostic secrets hidden from
      our daily minds, telling another tale
      that only deeper consciousness can plumb?

      More than just naming it, I seek to go
      directly into such an altered state,
      where once I passed before, again to know
      this cryptic inner realm that seems innate—

      floating in oceanic consciousness,
      enrapt in soothing waves of indigo,
      absolved of daily doldrums and duress,
      beyond vicissitudes of high and low.

           This cosmic bliss of unity with all
           is that from which cursed human beings fall.