Manatita is an esteemed author living in London, UK. He writes spiritual books, flash fiction and esoteric poetry, his favourite genre.
The Silence is singing, like song-birds. She resonates with the glorious morn, even as the verdant green glows and the white light peeps through the vastness of an opalescent sky. It is Saturday, noticeably quieter, as some souls still lie in repose.
The resonance of the long-distance trains, some 300 metres away, flashes past like thunder as my Heart stirs, whispering praises, to Love.
Come to me, you in this arid desert; I will give you the oasis of the Heart
You and You Alone
Deep into the twilight zone of Silence,
I knew the sweetest drunkenness of Love.
Dining at the banquet of this fine wine, was
Truly a magical boon, granted solely by my Beloved.
No more parting. Gone are those long walks of
Disenchantment --those rugged roads so scorching,
They singe my breath and burn my lungs, like a rotten cold.
For now, we sing and dance under moonlights,
Breath kissing breath, like soul-mates, separation
Huddled back into time-zones, we have no wish to recall.
Lovers like to retire when older, live amongst
Landscapes and beautiful streams. Their lives of
Dream-filled hopes, riding the clouds, glowing like
Fireflies in the silent ether; hoping to manifest in regal
Mountains; whisper to snow-clad foliage and streams.
Now that You and I can live this way as One,
What else do I need? One cute gaze at Thy
Candescence, and the blue moon and twinkling
Stars blush, knowing, like small children, that all
That is magnificent, belongs to You and You alone.
My Sweet Shyama, I was once a lost child,
Crying in the arid dessert, but now I’ve found
You, my oasis, on whose lap I peacefully repose.
- Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 20th August, 2021
The Psalm of The Seeress
Don’t grieve, sweet angel, your loss is but
A candle of memories, burning with the desire
To free your chains. Should you be rich in daily
Opulence, will you value the diligence of work?
Love sends you thorns, only to
Replace them with roses. Why go
To Lourdes for healing, when the
Sanctity you seek, resides within the Heart?
You are Love’s Artiste, scribbling a very
Unique manuscript, in quest of Joy.
Yet the Joy is within you; the search itself,
An unfolding ballad from The Beloved’s feet.
O Lantern, do you comprehend this truth? Dive
Within, kiss the beauty of moonlight, shining on the Soul.
-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 29th March, 2019
Seeking the peaceful blue flower, of Thy infinity
Aphorism by Manatita
"Happy are those who eat of Thy food;
Happy are those, who rise with Love's Gratitude." - Manatita
Quote by William Hazlitt
"We do not see nature with our eyes,
But with our understandings and our Hearts." - William Hazlitt
God's Glory Reflected
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