Mystical Experience

I have looked on things that were not there,

Scenes so marvellous the eye

Not unaccustomed to inner sight

Nor stranger to beauty, could not contain

The vision of the wakened heart.

Whether in sleep or deep dream-state,

Beyond the frontiers of the mind

They came, the great enlightened ones,

Yogis, sages, seers, to me

Clearer than the eye can see,

More real than flesh and kind, so kind,

To teach me and to counsel give,

But with such tenderness, as if

A friend and brother bearing light.

I have heard music with an ear

Closed to the noise and din of earth,

The too-loud mockery of song,

Celestial, exquisite and divine.

Choirs of seraphim and more,

Melodies of shimmering sound,

Ethereal voices drifting down.

I have felt the touch of One who left

The body, radiant and gold,

Who bade me sit by him, receive

Initiation from His hand.

No act upon this earth could be

More real than that supernal day.

I have known The Mother in human form

And placed my head upon Her feet.