The Supernal Mysteries

If you can weather danger-clouds, Then the supernal mysteries That lie behind the terrestrial vagaries Will be all yours. Ten-Thousand Flower-Flames nr.3219 by Sri Chinmoy Lesið þetta ljóð á íslensku Other poems of the week: The Transcendental Cure Like the sleeping flowers I am waiting Where, O where, is God? The art of awakening God-discovery You are inseparable