You’re welcome. One of the most beautiful mystic poets is Rumi, who was not Hindu but Sufi. He writes of the “wine of God” and being “drunk” with the love of God, seeing God everywhere and losing himself, “lost in the love” and not only unable to find his way back, but not caring if he did.
I often wonder if that’s how St. Francis or St. Thérèse of Lisieux were to be around, if they’d just “go off” into divine communion for awhile. Maybe that’s when the animals would come around, the birds, etc. I know some saints needed “caretakers” because they’d just forget their bodies altogether. The power of the Holy Spirit around them must have been immense and palpable to everyone present.
I’ve always been a big “saints fan” LOL.
Yes, mystics are rarer than saints. There are always some around because they keep the world going, while the world ignores them and they avoid it, so we don’t see them much.
I’ve had a few books of Rumi poetry for many years (well, decades)!