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The Heart and the Rose. Friday's Inspiration 9, a Soulful Offering to the Writer Ann Carr

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Manatita is an esteemed author living in London, UK. He writes spiritual books, flash fiction and esoteric poetry, his favourite genre.

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The Heart and the Rose

Conversing in silence with the rose,

I enquired of the beauty of her raiment;

Her sweet-scented sacrifice for Mother Earth.


“I have always been nurtured by thorns”,

She said. “Even as I learnt the agony of the journey,

So too, I grew into the wisdom of soulful offering.”


“Now I hide in the frivolity of children;

Laugh in the merriment of Spring;

Dine in the romantic intimacy of lovers.”


I imbibed her sacred words, in the unspoken

Eloquence of sweetness, feeling the wafts of

This stately Empress, adorning the core of my Being.


Now I blend with a Love so close to my breath,

My Heart shines on the lap of adversity.


-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 4th June, 2020.

The Beauty of the English Countryside

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In Sweet Rapport, Conversing With the Moon. A Regular Sonnet

O Love who gaze, upon my soul so sweet,

Tarry a little longer in my core.

Your nectar-robes adorn my Heart complete,

With diamond sparkled garlands at my door.


Red flames of Your illustrious fire,

Converse in silence, deep within my be’ng.

Of Thy supernal rapture never tire,

Gift now my sight with an effulgent see’ng.


My mind serene, my Peace an ocean's bed,

Tumultuous waves, Thy stillness calms their flow.

My inner flares kept whispering and said:

“Glow, incandescent Candle-maker, glow!”


I lay intoxicated in my swoon;

In sweet rapport, conversing with the moon.


- Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 2nd June, 2020

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Another Day's Beauty

White clouds spread a canopy across my

Thoughts, in order to announce daybreak.

The magical pull of the radiant sun awakes;

The chilled air is gone, as silence whispers to the breeze.


When the evening mist settles, I assemble the sky,

Pulling at the blue of its beauty unto my soul.

High upon the wind rides my longing, gathering

The rays of the evening’s dusk.


Aye, so much sweetness in the Light of Thy Delight!

Let me drown in this wine, so as to become Thine.

My Heart is like a bamboo reed,

Conversing with zephyrs, of my Love for You.


The song-bearers enchant my Spirit, while the waves crash;

The god of sunset greets me, with an alluring smile.


-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 23rd April, 2020.

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Short Poem by Manatita

"Beauty touches my soul,

Like the rose touches the universe with its wafts;

My Heart becomes the warmth of the sun,

Radiating nourishment to all." - Manatita


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Modes of Beauty and how we feel

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