When each day is sacred When each hour is sacred When each instant is sacred Earth and you, space and you hearing the sacred through time You'll reach the fields of light.
There are lights which ascend and lights which descend. The ascending lights are the lights of the heart; the descending lights are those of the Throne. The false self is the veil between the Throne and the heart, like springs toward like. Light ascends toward light and light descends upon light, and "it is light upon light."
~ from PERFUME OF THE DESERT by A. Harvey and E. Hunt
