Mystic Musings: Easter Sunday
Off in the nether lands, I heard a sound
Like the beating of heavenly wings
And deep in my brain, I can hear a refrain
Of my soul as she rises and sings
Anthems to glory and anthems to love
And hymns filled with earthly delight
Like the songs that the darkness composes to worship the light
Mystic Musings: Lent 3/22
“In my travels I spent time with a great yogi. Once he said to me, “Become so still you hear the blood flowing through your veins.”
One night as I sat in quiet, I seemed on the verge of entering a world inside so vast I know it is the source of all of us.”
Mirabai a 16th century Indian mystic and poet