Find the Psychic

Feb. 27, 2000

When all the mental structures fall
And fails the vital life's appeal,
A void appears, the nought of all
And only emptiness we feel.

If somehow we could find within
The stillness and the glowing fire
Free from error, free from sin
Free of all our dark desire,

Then might we touch the sacred heart
Residing as the psychic being
Never again would we depart
From the clarity of that inner seeing.

All God's labour, all His care
To transform our lives is hidden there.