That moment when you cross
from superficial, bounded understanding
into the experience of sensing
the great Mystery.
A line of poetry may lead you there
from the firm ground of the familiar
to the expansive possibilities where muses live.
Or a quaver of a song
One minute dancing to the structured rhythm
the next revelling in the bliss beyond words.
A painting too
may catch the eye and draw you down
the rabbit hole into the unknown.
Seek these gateways.
Linger where they take you
Life would be unbearably dull without
these forays within and beyond.
Of This Earth 