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I Am an Eternal Journey. Wednesday's Inspiration 20, to the Writer Ravi Rajan

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


Wisdom from the Masters

"My physical death is not the end of my life.

I am an immortal journey." - Sri Chinmoy

"I am with you always,

Even unto the end of time." - Matthew 28:20

“Know ye not that ye are the temple of God,

and that the Spirit of God dwelleth in you?” KJV. 1 Corinthians 3:16


I am an Eternal Journey

When the light of dawn awakes; when the

Sunlight catches this soul, on the Elysian lap

Of Paradise, I pray my words echo in your core;

My Spirit whispers in the magna of your Being.

I am right here; have walked only through the sunrise,

To a realm that Heaven has made ready for my respite.

Yet will my grandeur enchants, like the scent of redolent

Roses; my laughter resonates in the hills and valleys afar.

The throne of the Beloved beckons and I must go;

Yet it’s no farewell, but an awakening, to the glories

Of Jerusalem. How can the sun not set when the day is

Waning; how will the willow waltz without the breeze?

We are together as Breath in breaths; the sound of

Silence in the midst of sleep; the soaring eagle, which

Will never dream that it can fly without feathers. Again, is its

Flight possible, without the lapis lazuli of the perennial heavens?

Love soars, like the Phoenix, a shimmering fire of

Longing - patient, like the sunset - knowing that each

Day will fade. The quintessence of Spirit, is like

Daybreak –a Light, a nameless Emptiness which

Permeate all things, filling them up with the Tao of Jannah.

Where am I not? The ray that dances in the horizon,

Manifests itself in the cuteness of a child’s smile. So

Too, you’ll see my face, hear my songs in the morning’s dew;

Feel my Essence, in the old photographs of pleasant memories.

Didn’t I agonise in the garden of Gethsemane? Yet I rose

Again, from an old rugged cross, ascended the darkness, even

As Orion merged with the twinkle in your Heart. The decay in my

Sepulchre, is not the end of this life, for I, am an eternal journey.

-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 14th April, 2021.

The Light is visible to some and invisible to many


The Bhagavad Gita (The Song of the Transcendental Soul)

"Weapons cannot cleave the soul

Fire cannot burn the soul

Water cannot drench the soul

Wind cannot dry the soul. - Gita

A great message in these 4 minutes

The Here-after

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