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Reflections for 2020


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

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The Concept of ‘Helping Others’.

The idea that I’m ‘helping’ others, however noble,

Is like a thorn on the end of a very beautiful rose.

There’s always a subtle feeling of expectation, of recognition;

Of my own benevolence … of the ego of separation.

Consciously or unconsciously, I feel that I’m better than you;

That I am moving from a higher to a lesser playing field.

There’s a very delicate, or shrewd feel for adulation;

A ‘Look what I am doing for the world’ idea.

I am a shooting star, the spit image of a constellation of

Illustrious meteors called humans. Who then is helping whom?

In this wayfaring struggle, I have been both Kings and beggars; opulent

And in filthy rags; the product of cause and effect of countless journeys.

My Shyama, Lantern has discovered the secret, that soulful service,

Free from attachment to its results, hastens the joy of a Higher Delight.

-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 6th January, 2020


Joy and sorrow: The Fog of Eternity’s Glorious Delight

Never subsiding for a moment, duality’s veil dances

Around me. I laugh with the illustrious moon, while

Weeping with the darkness. Life's beauty pales,

On the Elysian sleep of death. Gripped by the pendulum,

Of joy and sorrow, I feel a great anguish in my Heart.

Wisdom says that Love is an agony that must be treated,

In order to free myself, from this quagmire of entanglement.

I searched for my Empress, through eons of good and bad,

Across endless light of days and shadowy nights.

I finally found Her, sitting on the lap of Emptiness.

Her lips moved, speaking silently to my Heart; pouring

Into my soul, the rhapsody of one thousand mysteries.

No more the fog of joy and sorrow, for Lantern has

Discovered the secrets, of Eternity’s glorious Delight.

Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 31st December, 2019


The Sardines of Complacency

They glide freely, on the marine bed and coral reefs.

They are not lost in smugness or self-contentment,

But ply at their tasks, with diligence and finesse.

Yet I’m like sardines, not those enjoying the virtues of

Innocence and freedom, but those trapped in tin cans,

Numb to the pangs of avarice and oppression.

A light zephyr initially, but now a gale in full swing, my wings

Of complacency have awoken from dormancy, and set sail.

The birth marks of humility and empathy have all but disappeared,

And I choke on the smell acquired, in this vast pool of self-sufficiency.

“No man is an Island,” said Dunne. “Each man’s death diminishes me.”

Yet I’m indoctrinated my the customary feel of my can, ignorant of the

Pain around me, while the privilege few, pack my tin of sardines,

With more fog, and I suffocate in false contentment.

Complacency, O complacency, you crowd my life with blood, not beauty.

-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 4th December, 2019.

A must see and heard for the aspiring soul

"Your joy is your sorrow unmasked … they are inseparable." Kahlil Gibran

Relections 2020

© 2020 manatita44


manatita44 (author) from london on February 26, 2020:

Haha Peggy.

I'm calling you a true fan, now. You seem to understand what I'm saying. I'm generally gentler, since my purpose is to love. But the 'provocative' poems carry the message too.

Sharing a little here, I was once called the Bard of Solace. One day I did a poem called The Sad Face of War, and the Emcee said that it was great but had no solace in it.

I reflected on the poem. It had my message all right, but I searched for a name to better reflect what I do and came up - with a bit of help -The Lantern Carrier. Guruji himself teaches that sometimes firmness is the best way. We all learn so differently! Gratitude.

Peggy Woods from Houston, Texas on February 26, 2020:

You put much thought into these three poems. Helping others for the pure joy of doing so, and with no idea of a return, is the best of motives. It is good to reflect upon our path of life without becoming complacent. Your poems are often food for thought.

manatita44 (author) from london on January 12, 2020:

Thank you, Brenda.

Sometimes I write reflective pieces, as they inspire thought.

I really like your take and sentiments. Yes, more work needed by us humans. Much love.

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on January 12, 2020:


You have wriiten inspiring poetry here.

My favorite is the concept of helping others.

I do think there are some who feel this way when helping others at local foodbanks. It is sad because no one is truly better than anyone else.

But i see these thoughts happening from people even by the way others dress...someone thinks they are trash...they are better than them.

God gave us the ability to help others and we should honor that without putting on pretenses.

Great writes.

manatita44 (author) from london on January 12, 2020:

Naturally. If it wasn't I would worry, as there would be no need to seek. We knock, seek or long, only when we feel unfulfilled. All souls eventually do, but the intensity is different, according to the needs of the mind and the needs of the individual soul.

I feel a quiet rise in your discernment … a look at where you wish to go or where you are going. Much Love.

Devika Primić from Dubrovnik, Croatia on January 12, 2020:

My life I feel is full of mixed emotions. At times I wish certain things didn't happen and on other times I wish I didn't have to go through such times. Your poetry is true and sweet.

manatita44 (author) from london on January 12, 2020:

Yes. Yes.

What you say is the spirit of selfless service.

Seers are not wrong, but it takes some time to understand their writings.

A great Rishi was praying in a Temple when the priests found that his feet was pointing to a sacred goddess. "How dare you!" They said. He replied:

"Point my feet, in the direction where God is not."

When you awake a.m, you awake through the Gratitude of God. The flowers, birds, nature, hustle and bustle of life, all is His.

So my dear. He is not only in deeds, but in thoughts, sleep, dreams ... in Spirit. Spirit is everything! That unfathomable urge, pushing us though both the lesser and greater Light.

We call this Love and all sentient and non-sentient things, come from This. Hope it's clearer. Always a joy to see you Lorna.

Lorna Lamon on January 12, 2020:

An interesting and thought provoking collection Manatita. I tend to reflect after meditation when my mind is peaceful. Kahil Gibran speaks of religion as all deeds and all reflection. How would you interpret his words? Your poem "The concept of 'helping others' caused me to reflect on how we help others. I believe that the most genuine way of helping others is to do so in the knowledge that they will never be made aware of it.

manatita44 (author) from london on January 12, 2020:

You show a great understanding here John. Guruji used to say that only God can help. We are His instruments yes, but some egos don't think that way. Humility is essential for the work to be selfless, as well as the belief that we are all brothers and sisters in this journey. Thank you, John.

Linda C,

You are very wise. It is great to serve. It is the expectation, the adulation, the 'here is what I am doing for you' idea that hurts us. We steal God's job. This springs from a lack of harmony and oneness. Gratitude.

Ruby I know you are a good soul. In fact I think you are progressing speedily like some of us. I am so happy that you understand my poetry. Special Love to Ray.

John Hansen from Gondwana Land on January 11, 2020:

A nice collection of poetry giving us much t reflect on. Yes, we should help others in every way we can...what is extremely generous from one person of meagre means may be a drop in the ocean for a multi-millionaire, but whatever our status we should not seek gratitude and acclaim. We need to be humble and if possible offer our generosity anonymously. Too many just love to blow heir own trumpet..i did this, I am such a good person..give me praise. This is so so wrong.

Linda Crampton from British Columbia, Canada on January 11, 2020:

Your first poem in particular is very thought provoking. I like the other two as well, but my favourite is the first poem. I think the ideas that it contains are important to contemplate.

Ruby Jean Richert from Southern Illinois on January 11, 2020:

Reflections, we all have them, yet we must guard against letting any bad decisions get us down. When we're generous and give to others, it's not something that's relatable. My husband Ray gave to a lady who was standing in front of Walmart, holding a sign and asking for help. He said that he thought about not sharing it with me because he felt that he would be bragging that he helped someone. I told him that I knew better. I loved all of your poetry. Thank you my poet friend.

manatita44 (author) from london on January 11, 2020:

Thank you, Bill.

Very important as you have known. Indeed! Thank you!

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on January 11, 2020:

I swear, my friend, I seem to spend an enormous amount of time reflecting these days. I can't shut my mind off....and I do believe it is good that I do. Life should be learned from, yes? How can we truly appreciate what we have if we do not reflect upon it?

love always

manatita44 (author) from london on January 11, 2020:

You understand my Poem, Bro. Thank you.

Hi Li-Jen

A lot from you dear. You always make a loving attempt to understand my poems. That in itself deserves Love. So far you have all caught on to this great question also. Awesome!

Elijah A Alexander Jr from Washington DC on January 11, 2020:

A very thought provoking set of poems, Manatita, asking the correct questions necessary for comprehending life; such as "Who then is helping whom" in The Concept Of Helping Others. Thanks for the sharing.

Li-Jen Hew on January 11, 2020:

Inspired to reflect more after you've posted this Hub, Manatita. Humility is in the first poem about helping. "Illustrious meteors called humans. Who then is helping whom?" - Brings the big picture because even if we give way to ego, we are still among others. A reminder to be mindful while helping out too. Through the Fog, Eternity’s glorious Delight is found! Sardines of complacency. What a great way to put it and the poem finished off with false contentment. I see the irony. The tin hits reality in the sardines' faces. And they are inward-looking maybe. Thank you for inspiring.

Thank you!

manatita44 (author) from london on January 11, 2020:

Wow! Rosina.

You chose some great lines! You do understand my poetry. Well done! Jai Ram!

Rosina S Khan on January 11, 2020:

I love all the poems and in the three of them, I find some lines especially intriguing. These are:

from the poem "The Concept of Helping Others":

Who then is helping whom?

from the poem "Joy and Sorrow:..."

No more the fog of joy and sorrow, for Lantern has

Discovered the secrets, of Eternity’s glorious Delight.

from the poem: "The Sardines of Complacency":

while the privileged few, pack my tin of sardines,

With more fog, and I suffocate in false contentment.

Thank you, Manatita- it was a pleasure to read your poems.

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