Experience of the Cosmic Deity

In moments when the turmoil of the mind

Is stilled awhile and thoughts are left to fly

Alone and can no easy entry find,

We open to a white and stainless sky

In which God's thought finds passage to descend

And sometimes by His Grace a light appears

That points to our beginning and our end,

A journey through the slow aeonic years

To know ourselves communicants of grace,

Dissolve the ego, in His flame unite

And burn away all separative trace,

Awakened to the spirit's native sight.

Then shall we tear away illusion's mask,

Embrace all beings as the sacred One,

The challenge and the formidable task

Accept, the path to consciousness begun.