There are many fabulous poems that point toward the experience of spiritual awakening and the process of spiritual awakening.

The poem that best speaks to me about the journey of spiritual awakening is Song of Wandering Aengus by W. B. Yeats.

In this article I will share this adventure as follows:-

Part I

  • The Poem of Awakening.

Part II

  • The Call to Adventure
  • The Awakening
  • The Return

Before we explore this spiritual poem of awakening in more detail and how it relates to your life journey, let me begin briefly answering some relevant questions.

These are:-

  • What is Spiritual Awakening?
  • What is Soul?
  • Why the language of Poetry?

In this way, I hope to encourage you to explore the glorious adventure that is the journey into spiritual awakening and revelation.

This will then allow you to fill and fulfill your life with meaning, purpose, passion, and prosperity.

What is Spiritual Awakening?

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There are two ways to view the experience that is spiritual awakening. These are as a:-

  • Progressive Experience
  • Revelatory Experience

True spiritual awakening is always revelatory.

It is always a grace experience. You don’t earn it. You can’t earn it because it is who you already are.

Most of what is written and talked about is the spiritual awakening experience as a progressive experience. This is what many people venture into as the spiritual awakening poem Song of Wandering Aengus by W. B. Yeats will show.

Spiritual awakening is where you as the individual sense of the personal self becomes a revelation of the True Self. This revelation changes you in ways beyond belief.

You become an experience of union. This word union is at the core of the spiritual practice called Yoga. You experience the union of:-

  • The personal with the Universal.
  • Time with Eternity.
  • Form with the Formless.

What is Soul?

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Your soul is that aspect of yourself that is eternal. This does not mean it lives for a very long time.

Eternity is not within time. It is outside of time. Your soul is not born and thus does not die. It expresses through the form of the body. This is the meaning of the Biblical phrase:-

I am in the world but not of the world—John 17:16

I like to use the analogy of the sun and sunbeam to describe the Soul.

Imagine there is a sun that shines forever. This is what we refer to as Spirit or God. The soul is as a sunbeam shining forth from this eternal source of Light and Love.

This shining forth from the Source of Light and Love is what it means when the Bible says you are made in the image of God.

The experience of spiritual awakening allows you to KNOW this as REAL. This is not more information. It is not an intellectual concept or belief. You might intellectually appreciate the idea, but the experience will blow your personal mind into the Infinite.

Your soul is the nearest NO-THING to God or Love. If you have not awakened to this KNOWING of your magnificence, then you are but a guest on this dark earth (Poem—The Holy Longing—Goethe)

Anyone who has had a genuine spiritual awakening only desires one thing. The poet Hafiz says it this way.

I wish that when you are lonely and in darkness that I could show you the magnificent light of your own being—Hafiz.

Poem of Spiritual Awakening

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The poem of spiritual awakening that I will explore in more detail is the poem Song of Wandering Aengus by W. B. Yeats.

To begin with, I recommend you listen to this poem I recorded on the CD The Yeats Experience—Listening from the Deep Heart’s Core

I have also added below this recording the words of the poem in full.

The Song of Wandering Aengus
BY WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.

When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire a-flame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And someone called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.

Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done,
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.

Source: The Wind Among the Reeds (1899)

This then ends Part I of this exploration of a great poem related to the journey of spiritual awakening.

Part II will explore;-

  • The Call to Adventure
  • The Awakening
  • The Return

For Part II read more here

Tony Cuckson
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