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Mystical Window

Anyone can find the luster, the perennial ecstasy of so many rites. We may access luminosity with mindful meditation, reflection, or prayer. Call it God, Allah, or immutable purity, Call it Christ, Yahweh, or satori, Call it nirvana, moksha, or inward light. Selfless actuality, perfect radiant quietude, rapturous awakening or salvation. In every creed a different lexicon, every culture has a unique vocabulary for our common humanity, our universal mystical window.

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Sally Eslinger

Date: 1/2/2021 8:57:00 PM

You know, I never thought of it like this, but it works, tho I might & have, called it a door at times. $7’ent luminosity suits well the trascience & haha I can hardly wait to find out what aliens call it on their planets.......be well!

Thomas Wells
Date: 1/2/2021 11:51:00 PM

Hi Sally, It feels like a portal to be sure, and perhaps one can see or go through it. So door works at least as well as window. Thank you for your comments!

Silent One

Date: 8/2/2020 2:50:00 PM

Yes you are right, but some have lost their humanity... Great poem

Thomas Wells
Date: 8/3/2020 1:07:00 AM

Hi Silent One, Thank you! You are certainly correct. Religious dogma has formed the pretext for too many wars throughout human history. My hope is that maybe we can help put an end to these conflicts by showing how similar the spiritual quest is for peoples of all the major religions. Shalom! Shalom!