How should I say what is infinitely ineffable? Continue reading “The Mystic’s Dilemma”
Deep within me a thousand sweet breaths of Silence
cover my lips and say—
“Be Still.” Continue reading ““A Thousand Sweet Breaths of Silence” by Rumi”
A short poem. Continue reading This Glorious Infant
As I was studying the works of St. Teresa of Avila, I came across a poem that is attributed to her, but apparently is not found in her writings. It seems to be a modern pseudepigraph. Even so, I thought it was exceptionally beautiful. It is called Christ Has No Body. It reminds me of Symeon the New Theologian’s We Awaken in Christ’s Body. Continue reading ““Christ Has No Body But Yours,” a Poem”
Walt Whitman (1819-1892) was a noted poet, essayist, and journalist, perhaps best known for his collection of poems titled Leaves of Grass.
He wrote of divine experiences on several occasions in his poems: Continue reading “Walt Whitman’s “First Vision” Accounts”
by Symeon the New Theologian (949-1022), Byzantine Christian monk and poet
English version by Stephen Mitchell
We awaken in Christ’s body
as Christ awakens our bodies,
and my poor hand is Christ, He enters
my foot, and is infinitely me. Continue reading “We Awaken in Christ’s Body, by Symeon”
Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941) was a Bengali author, poet, essayist, playwright, novelist, composer, and painter. He won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1913, the first non-European to do so.
He recounted the following experience that he had while in Calcutta, India: Continue reading “Rabindranath Tagore’s “First Vision” Account”