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His Grace in all. Monday's Inspiration 50

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

Wisdom from Sri Chinmoy

"The Supreme is omniscient, omnipotent and omnipresent. He has various kinds of power, but His greatest adamantine power is His grace. The moment the Supreme uses His grace for an individual, He offers His very Life-Breath to the seeker, for the Supreme and His grace cannot be separated." -Sri Chinmoy


Ode to Womanhood

Go forth in confidence, dear one.

Let thy sacred tears be like the earth,

Drawing from the ceaseless rays of Paradise,

Bending with humility and harvesting for all.

Be not afraid! To the whale, water is breath;

The ocean’s vastness is dire.

So too, let your blood be steeped,

In the diligent candle of the Heart’s fire.

Cypresses and lilies, adorn your elegance;

The robin brings forth your eloquence in song.

Perching in the orchard’s mulberry trees,

Starlings chant praises to thy endless concern.

Come! Love is weaving a rose to adorn thy sacrifice,

The rays of the sun will dry thine eyes.

Carrying the Light of dauntless courage,

Let us march bravely, to the craters of the moon.

Impossibility is a word unknown here;

Today an effulgent fire, caresses your cheeks.

Its sweet gaze pours forth a serenity on thy face,

Replenishing your Spirit with endless beauty.

Arise! Go forth with valour, dear one.

Let your soulfulness be like the earth,

Drawing from the ceaseless rays of Paradise,

Bending with humility and harvesting for all.

Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 9th December, 2018.

~Awakening the inner Light~


Sweet Grace, my Grace

I met the Light upon my Path,

Untangling the mystery of separation.

She carved a manuscript with words,

Unravelling the cords of my shadows.

O Grace, my Grace!

Since then You’ve stabbed my Heart,

With unending banquets of His thrills.

Each new morn is awash with Love,

Even in the adversity of my sorrows.

O Light, unyielding Light. Arise!

Let us continue … down into the sunflower dales;

Ascend to the sacredness of the crescent moon.

Let the glow of thy breath kiss my soul,

Awakening a pageantry of grandeur.

With minstrels and skylarks deep within,

Singing and dancing the rhapsody of Love.

O Grace, Sweet Grace,

Unprepared and unworthy I was,

Yet You sent me a Messenger of unparalleled height,

My song-bird -eagle to soar with Delight.

Burn all my ignorance with the fire of Love,

Within, without, below … above.

-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier, 9th December, 2018.


Wisdom of Sri Chinmoy

"Before realization we think that our personal effort, our aspiration alone is responsible for our spiritual progress. At that time there is no such thing as grace for us. But after realization, we come to see that there is no such thing as aspiration. Our progress is all due to divine grace." - Sri Chinmoy


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