Manatita is an esteemed author living in London, UK. He writes spiritual books, flash fiction and esoteric poetry, his favourite genre.
From the 29th Prompt, 'Freedom.', as set by the Beloved and Esteemed Writer, Brenda Arledge
Brenda always gives some clarity on her prompts. Which most of you are now family with. A link to her article can be found below:
Those birds look so free! I'm jealous.
Nature's Freedom. A Regular Sonnet
Indigo moon, incandescence of Light,
Covers the shadow of darkness below.
Free as the soul of a Phoenix in flight,
The luminesce stars, enhances its glow.
Enclosed as embryos in dark cocoons,
Miracles emerge to fly like freed kites.
Colourful butterflies; glimmering moons,
All rise from the dark to give us Delight.
Plants; organisms, make use of the sun;
Synthesize foods from carbon dioxide.
Water is crucial and second to none,
In stains and chlorophyll, oxygen hides.
Nature’s freedom, like the birds soaring high,
Doing Love’s miracles, for you and I.
-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier, 11th September, 2021
Thank You, NHS and All Frontline Services
Heavenly Freedom: To all Those we Lost in the NHS and Frontline Services
They died for doing what they loved,
Honouring the essence and holiness, of the
Hippocratic Oath. We exalted them through
Eulogies, some shedding a stream of copious tears.
Yet fawns rejoiced; peach roses glimmered in the
Light of Spring. The white lilies blossomed; paid a
Standing ovation to their Hearts of sacrifice; the sweet
Intimacy of daffodils, whispered arias to their souls.
O Love! You prepared a rainbow of garlands for
Their arrival. On the Elysian lap of sleep, they
Travelled, into the Palaces of supernal grandeur.
The diamond wings of eternity beckoned,
Adorning their robes with the banner of victory,
Paying homage, at the feet of the Beloved One.
-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 9th September, 2021.
Liberation or The Full Salvation of the Soul
Liberation. Extracts from my Poem, ‘Hope and Transformation.'
A light crosses my path, and I see a phoenix soaring
In the firmament, burning a trail in the perennial
Galaxy so intense, that my soul becomes transfixed.
Transformed, I gaze at the luminosity of heaven:
The nebulae, Orion, the shooting stars … the moon
Looks so beautiful! This is where Sage Vasishta’s wife
Resides. This incandescent star of bewildering beauty!
Now at nights, many brides and grooms, pay homage to
Her towering holiness, in order to have a progressive marriage.
I once said to my mother: “Mommy, mommy! “What
Is that there in the sky?” “The moon!” She smiled.
“The moon? I want to go to the sky and play with it!”
“You don’t have to go to the sky, my darling, one day
The moon itself, will come to you.” She smiled again.
So now I soar on the seeds of my mother’s vision,
Leaving my mortal coil behind, far, far, from this land
Of shadows! I’m a soul-bird, not a dream, and the
hope-seeds of the eternal grant me feathers, so I can fly.
Now I have no need for cobwebs; the effulgent dazzle
Of souls beneath me, is too powerful and hold my gaze, like
The Temple of the sun. I reach out to Jannah, (Paradise), as
The nightingale’s sing, my Heart shedding the tears of ceaseless Love.
1st April, 2021. By Manatita, The Lantern Carrier
A Thought-Provoking Look at Freedom
One man’s personal choice, maybe his
Brother’s demise. My strict adherence to
Amendments, may lead to another’s life on
A ventilator. Bodies will fade or pass away,
But why bury the Light of the Heart?
The realm of the soul is also free, yet
Love fills it with deeds of compassion.
Its depth of serenity sweetly unfurls,
To the wisdom-Light of the moon and stars.
I say that I have freedom to choose; yet
Closes the window, to the Light the sun
Offers. The way of the Heart responds,
When the voice of destiny calls its name.
No move is arbitrary, O Lantern. Entreat
The mercy of Surrender, to light up like flares,
The snow-white sanctum of Thy tabernacle,
To decode and avoid, the effects of wrong actions.
-Lantern Carrier. 9th September, 2021.
In Spirituality, those who came before us, tend to be at the back and ascending. It is a symbol of Oneness ... of continuation
The Soul of America Rejoices. A Free Verse Sonnet. An older poem
A piercing ray; a new dawn beckons;
Hope blossoms in the Heart of man.
The Soul of America rejoices,
Liberty strums its melody in the Hearts of all.
The Tao of dauntless courage,
Heralds yet another promising sunrise;
My core celebrates, with America’s indomitable Will.
Delight! O my Spirit! Glory to an awakening Sun.
The minstrels dance from heaven;
Blowing the victory-conches of supernal Love.
Into an ocean of sky-filled exultation,
The vision of the Founding Fathers,
Floats on the crest of golden wings,
Kissing the Light of the moon, in peerless bliss.
-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 3rd July, 2017
Brenda's link: Word Prompts Help Creativity ~ Week 29 - HubPages
Sri Chinmoy Talks on limited Freedom plus infinite Freedom
Wisdom From the Master
"...What is freedom? Freedom is our conscious, spontaneous and selfless search for Light, abundant Light, infinite.
There are two kinds of Light: the outer light and the inner light. The outer light exposes us, examines us and judges us. The inner light awakens us, illumines us and fulfils us..." - Sri Chinmoy. The full talk on Freedom, can be read here:
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