Mystical search is
“the satisfaction of a craving
impelled by the spur of necessity”
(A.E. Waite, Strange Houses of Sleep, P.211) .
The soul that craves
to attain fullness of life
for which she was made
is unable to rest
in those symbols of the sensual world
which does not satisfy her.
The cravings of the soul is to lose herself
in ‘That’ which can neither be seen or touched,
giving herself entirely
to this sovereign Object
without belonging
either to herself or to others.
beautiful....the heart wants to work with obstruct....in the form of literature....universal thought...it aspires to be free......nice again...thank you..10.
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I would like to translate this poem
True. Soul has nothing to do with the material world. It craves a union with the unseen. Beautiful philosophy set to a nice rhythm. Truly amazing vision you have.10