The crying faded as did the light

Darkness enveloped silence rose

From centre there appeared a bright

Pinpoint to which I moved in calm repose

It grew in size circular sharped edged

An Iris expanding as it closed

With me or me to it I can’t acknowledge 

Peace and calm juxtaposed

In time I passed into a space

Through this eye of gentle grace

To rest in ether without a trace

Of dimension structure or of place

Then a voice came from within

Known not heard with compassion

It’s source and only ingredient 

One word it spoke in chanted fashion

Home I sensed I felt  I heard overall

Immersed now I joined the throng

One word chanted fulfilling all

At Home at last my soul a song