There are lights which ascend and lights which descend. The ascending lights are the lights of the heart; the descending lights are those of the Throne. The false self is the veil between the Throne and the heart, like springs toward like. Light ascends toward light and light descends upon light, and "it is light upon light."
O Dark Mystery
So bright I cannot see
Sometimes hushed
Sometimes clanging in my soul
I enter as You reveal
Darting from tree to tree
Hide and seek
The Mystery