44. I Am Thy Bird of Paradise Wishing to Fly in Thy Astral Airplane
Thine astral airplane of earthly parting came to take my soul away. I wondered through what strange skies I was to soar, and to what lands I was to travel.
I asked the mystic Pilot of Cosmic Law whither I was going. The Silent One answered, soundlessly:
“I am the Pilot of Life, mistakenly called the terrible Death by ignorant earth-folk. I am thy brother, uplifter, redeemer, friend — unloader of thy gross burden of body-troubles. I come to fetch thee away from the valley of thy broken dreams to the highland of light, where poisonous vapors of sorrow can never climb.
“I have mercilessly broken thy cage of flesh-attachment, that thy soul-bird may be free. I have broken thy chains of disease and mental fears. Thy long imprisonment behind the bars of bones made thee unwillingly become used to the cage. Thou didst want thy freedom always. Now, why art thou fearfilled, when thou hast won thy long-craved freedom?
“O bird of paradise! hop into My plane of omnipresence! Fold thy long-fluttering wings and restfully ride with me, anywhere, everywhere, in thine ethereal home!”