Listening to Arias in Her Flame
The Cat, The Fox and The Lion
The cat had no intention of swimming.
Instead, it got a malicious thrill,
From being cynical of swimmers.
Filled with doubt, it was not unusual to deny,
That which it saw with its own eyes.
Ever the sly one,
The fox spoke ceaselessly of the Ocean’s beauty;
Gave endless discourses about its depths.
But the lion, having listened to the instructor,
Roared with confidence and jumped in.
Lo and behold, the Beloved created fins,
In the sanctuary of its dauntless Spirit.
It swam blissfully,
Unburdened by the chains of its past experiences.
-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 27th October, 2017.
~ Awakening The Inner Light ~
Listening To The Arias in Her Flame
I once tasted the scent of Your beauty,
Drifting past the cynosure of my gaze.
I beheld with sweet delight,
A stream of Light… golden Light,
Blazing through my window.
I basked in the zephyrs of the dawn;
Played romantically in the Hearts of Lovers,
All praising the glory of Thy name.
Ah! How we jumped with joy!
The golden Chalice of my Soul,
Flew, like a bird, to the perennial charm of starlights;
I bathed in an ocean of effulgent Light.
The resplendent moon whispered her secrets,
To the glory of the night;
I danced on fireflies, illuminating the beauty,
And the grandeur of the Spirit.
Aye! So much radiance! Such tender Love!
I ascended to the mount of Jerusalem,
Listening to Arias in Her flame.
Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 29th November, 2017.
"Sing! Sing, o man!
Let the Light of the Soul
Penetrate the darkness,
Drunk with Love, for the Beloved One."-Manatita
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