Usually, one doesn’t meet God personally,
And, even in that case, ordinarily just by accident.
We pass by, and only later realize
Something happened –
Maybe just a momentary impression –
Like noticing stars looking like astral “white flowers”
Or a simple shrub beside the path, when hit by the sun, turning into a “star.”
It’s the joy arising in our hearts
That tells us God has just passed by.
Unexpectedly, we feel like dancing –
Even though the world might think us crazy –
And we are – but only for God.
Our heart starts beating an internal drum:
– Joy, Joy, Joy, Joy –
Our feet leave the ground –
We’re in the air!
Who says there’s no such thing as ecstasy
In North America?