The solitude of the wilderness
is essential for the mystical education.
But mystics are impelled to abandon
their solitude after establishing themselves
in the transcendental levels, being
united with the source not merely
in temporary ecstasies,
but in complete surrender.
Abandoning the solitude thus,
they resume their contact with the world
to become the medium
whereby, life flowed
out to other men and women.
(Graphic: Ron DiCianni: In the Garden Artwork)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a wonderful poem right up my alley Tony.I love this subject. I lived in solitude for years both the monastic and hermitical life I Still live in the wilderness but now with more contact with people. I think a life time vocation to solitude is rare but father Henry le Saux also known as Abishaktanada a french benedictine monk who went to India in the 40s remained a hermit until his death in the 70s. But in general I agree that there is move to return and share the fruits of solitude Look at Anthony father of the desert hermits. From my early 20s I had a strong pull to to live as a hermit I lived in complete solitude for years and for a shorter time in a hermit order. Since then I do hospice work with the dying among other things. What a journey life is. I think there comes a point when everything and everyone cries aloud the presence of God We do not need to go looking, we find God in the sheer wonder of existence.every breath crys aloud the Presence Thank you Dr. Tony