If the pure fire of prayer engulfs us - are we
other than what we were moments before?
If the certainty of love brings a sudden
rush of blood are we someone new?
Are we no longer the person who had just
poured tea who took our child to school
this morning the one in whom a seed,
dormant for years, has suddenly flowered?
And will it always be so?
Will we remain on this plateau
live only in a pure sheet of flame
feel love this intensely forever?
No, we are not of such durable mettle;
yet this sudden new opening is like
turning past a wall into an avenue
where new prospects delight our senses.
For we know we have come home to ourselves
in a way unimaginable minutes earlier
and have seen how we are at one
with all existence everywhere, and at all times.
Salisbury Quaker Meeting 6/9/98