To see a world in a grain of sand

And heaven in a wild flower,

Hold infinity in the palm of your hand

And eternity in an hour – to quote blake

From this the age of reason seems to have taken over, mysticism relates more to romanticism.

The poet traherne claims, ”our enjoyment of the world is never right till the sea floweth in your veins, till you are clothed with the heaven… the sky were mine so were the sun and the moon and all the world were m and I the only appreciator and enjoyer of it” not the I but the inner eye is the reference here.

A more recent mystic poetry states

Dearly beloved!

Let us go towards union

And if we the road

That leads to separation

We will destroy separation

Let us go hand in hand

Let it be our judge

And impart its seal upon our union

Forever.

  • The hushed tones of the Upanishad when it refers to the lonely tree silhouetted against the silent sky “vriskha iva stavdha divi tishthyeka”
  • The reassurance of ratri suktam,
  • The imagery of the usha suktam
  • Kabir’s flight to manasarovar with swans

Yes nature has inspired. The traditions of the Aztecs was very clear, it was like the Musgrave ritual

“from the ones who have gone to the ones who are to come” I’m but the care taker of the land and its wealth. I do not own it – so there was no destruction of nature.

The age of reason has taken us away from this, we know not anymore to tend to the trees, they are sacred no more.

So nature has to protect her other children she will sacrifice the most dispensable one MAN—the famine is here, so are the floods, rivers walk away by drying up, mountains slide in tantrum,

Our body is creating chemicals and mechanisms to kill itself, unable to recognize its own from the invader.

Maybe it is time to sit up and take note, maybe its time to do amend,

Lets not repent like st.augustine.” too late have love thee, o thou beauty of ancient days, yet ever new, ”

http://parwati-singari.sulekha.com/blog/post/2008/09/poetry-of-the-mystics.htm