The mystic experiences
the ever changing human spirit
emerging from the cave of illuson
only to enter into the consciousness
of the transcendent world.
The germ of the transcendent life,
the spring of the amazing energy
which enables the mystic to rise to
freedom and dominate the world
is latent in all of us. I believe it is
an integral part of our humanity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem