A glimpse of awakening is like a lightning strike before thunder,
Ego-mind taken unawares, shocked but not dissolved.
For it's our core that begins to awaken, not the self called ego-mind,
Though continuing to operate, this self loses the upper hand.
Its power to monopolize consciousness wanes,
Its constant roadblocks start coming down.
Reluctance transforms into cooperation,
As the perfume of our inner garden fills the air.