There is a place that transcends words
A place of merging into the Other
Crying with long desired love
The joy of finding and being found
This is the mystic quest
Getting lost never to return
“By faith Enoch was taken away so that he did not see death
“and was not found, because God had taken him” Heb 11:5
… not found … not dead
“Clouds invited me and a mist called,
then the course of the stars & the lightnings
took me quickly with the winds.
All this brought me up to heaven”
Swept of our feet… riding on the Clouds
This is the more excellent Way
Hidden here revealed there
“Who makes the clouds His chariot, Who walks on the wings of the wind? “Ps 104:3
” Who are these who fly like a cloud, And like doves to their roosts?” Is 60:8
Do you hear the call?
Once you begin to taste this reality… it becomes irresistible!
Embracing the unknown path,