The Vision Chords

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[Verse 1]
[G]When I was 18,
a sudden spring breeze of
religious experience
for the first time came to my
life and passed away
leaving in my memory
a direct message of spiritual reality.
One day while I stood
watching at early dawn
the sun sending out its rays from behind the I suddenly felt as if
some ancient mist had in a moment lifted from my sight
and the morning light on
the face of the [F]world
re[G]vealed an inner radiance of joy.
The invisible screen of the commonplace
was removed from all things and all men,
and their ultimate significance
was in[D]tensified in my [G]mind,
and this is the definition of beauty.
That which was memorable in this experience
was its human message,
the sudden expansion of my consciousness
in the super -personal world of man.
The poem I wrote on the first
day of my surprise
was named The Awakening of
the Waterfall.
The waterfall, whose spirit lay dormant
in its ice -bound isolation,
was touched by the sun,
and bursting in a cataract of freedom,
it found its finality
in an unending sacrifice
in a continual union with the sea.
After four days,
the vision passed away,
and the lid hung down upon
my inner side.
In the dark,
the world once again put on its disguise
of the obscurity of an ordinary fact.
When I grew older and was employed it
in a responsible work in some villages.
I took my place in a neighborhood
where the current of time ran slow,
and joys and sorrows had their simple
and elemental shades and lights.
The day which had its special significance
for me came with all its drifting civilities
of the commonplace life.
The ordinary work of my morning
had come to its close,
and before going to take my bath,
I stood for a moment at my window,
overlooking a marketplace on the
bank of a dry riverbed
welcoming the first flood of
rain along its channel.
Suddenly I became conscious
of a stirring of [F]soul within [G]me.
My world of experience
in a moment
seemed to become lighted,
and facts that were detached
and dimmed
found a great unity of meaning.
The feeling which I had was like that which a man groping through a fog without
knowing his destination might feel when he suddenly discovers
that he stands before his own house.