Manatita is an esteemed author living in London, UK. He writes spiritual books, flash fiction and esoteric poetry, his favourite genre.
My Gratitude to the Absolute Supreme ... to our Lord Jesus, The Christ ... to the paradox of Love and sacrifice; to the joys of Easter-Spring and the blessings of the adversary. Jesus was compassion incarnate, yet he died at Calvary and many were saved.
"Both Light and shadow, are the dance of Love." - Rumi
God is the life-tree and humanity are Its branches. My supreme Gratitude to the Seers, God-lovers every where ... to the unprecedented sacrifice of nurses, doctors, our politicians, all frontline and key-workers in this current crisis.
To essential services like food, medicines ... to you humans, my fellow brothers and sisters of the Spirit and the exceptional privilege of having a human birth... to the Universe. Happy Easter!!
The Spirit of Easter. A Free-style Sonnet
She stands majestically on the table,
A regal symbol, heralding the advent of Easter.
A robin kisses her blue-crested cheeks, as the
Egg opens to unfurl, a kaleidoscope of beauty.
Against the backdrop of a magnificent opal sky,
The pink epicenter of the egg, unfolds its splendour.
Offering its sanctuary to the bunny cute, elegance
Dances, amidst a host of flora and fauna.
The song-bird glides amidst a rainbow of blossoms,
Exploring the innocence and pageantry of Spring.
The call of sunlight beckons, as the wafts of God’s Love,
Permeate the blossoming tulips.
The symphony of Mozart waltzes in my soul, as the old cobwebs
Dissolve, renewing my longing, for the spirit of Christ.
Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 7th April, 2020
Wisdom from the Christ
"Peace I leave with you,
My Peace I give to you.
Not as the world gives do I give.
Let not your heart be troubled
Neither let it be afraid." - John 14:27
The Mechanics of Fear
She kicked in -- the instinct of survival,
Brought on by the mechanics, of my illusionary fear.
I have long known that I will one day soar,
Beyond the distant curtains of mortality;
Yet I’m nowhere near ready, to heed Thy call.
Beloved, You are the Lover, for whose intimacy,
My cute and delicate lips stay sealed;
The secret Alchemist, silently burning in my soul.
Alas! O Grandmaster, I am a pawn in Your sacred game
Of chess, powerless to obstruct this blessing in disguise.
Helpless; unable to defend against external catalysts,
My mind cowers; my spirit’s enveloped in distress.
At home and facing the anxiety of my own concerns, my
Mind’s in full flight, turning anywhere but within, to solve my panic.
The Heart of Love is beckoning me; yet I look without,
For a solution to my anxiety; a remedy for my visionary shadows.
Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 8th April, 2020
Note: The Mechanics of Fear has been inspired by Eric's latest Hub; the Spirit of Easter, is yesterday's response to Ruby, for her extremely beautiful card which the poem describes. Enjoy!
The Paradox of Love
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