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

Come, O Sun, O Moon ... O Stars

My Beloved said: "Come, O sun, O moon,

O stars of the perennial heavens, come!"

And the sun knelt at my feet, the moon

Granted me an audience, at the banquet

of His majesty, while the stars danced on

The gateways, of the Citadel of Love." - Manatita

Revelations of Love Divine

Love came from afar, like the moonlight

And darkness, filling me up with luminous

Rays. Bemused, I offered my Heart in sweet

Surrender, yielding in answer to Rhapsody’s call.

I saw Love’s gaze, as if in another realm:

Ethereal, profound … penetrating my soul,

With the supernal magna of Its beauty, Its

Golden smile, now dancing in my Heart.

I bowed before the radiant sun, shimmering on

The horizon, and I knew, from our encounter, how

The waves were replenished, as the oceans laughed

With merriment - like my soul - inebriated with Joy.

Love was frequent in the beginning, then less

So; then hardly at all. Like a new Lover,

Seeking to cement our relationship, She hid

Herself, to augment the agony of my yearning.

Yet She never left, and like the beat of the

Pulse to life itself, so too, She remained

Within, much more real than the ephemeral,

Caressing my core with illumining Light.

Love visits me in dreams, and we once held

Satsang with a small band of Lovers. There I

Was banqueted with Her bewildering smile,

As She touched my head with Her emerald sceptre.

I became immersed in deep trance, like one

Inebriated with the wine of Jannah. I opened

My eyes, still stunned in a state of Solitude,

Absorbed in the serenity of morning’s Bliss.

The second time She came, my soul was

Lifted and nourished in sweetness, as She sat

Me down in Silence, amidst the sacred stones of a

Temple courtyard, whispering to the deities of Stillness.

Now my hunger is insatiable, and whenever

She kisses me, my breath becomes suspended;

My eyes see only a golden aura, a paragon of

Silhouettes, in numerous shades of twinkling stars.

She drove me away once, like a mother does

A naughty child. My soul wept copiously

With the fire of intensity, until, like a

Loving Mum, She responded to the endless

Knocking at the portals of Her Palace.

My Beloved, my Chinmoy, my Lord; my All.

Adorn me in marigolds, from Your meadow of

Light; embrace me in Thy sweetness, of Love’s Delight.

-Manatiita, The Lantern Carrier. 15^th February, 2021

Radiance, effulgence, beauty ... Love!

Come, Sweet Light!

"Come, sweet Light, like unfolding flowers

Of the dawn, do open, the lotus blossoms

Of my Heart. Come! O beauty non-pareil,

Kiss my Heart's cheeks and let us swoon in Love." - Manatita

A Lover of Love and Beauty

© 2021 manatita44

Comments

manatita44 (author) from london on February 24, 2021:

For me you have always been special! I'm a little stern at times but I did miss you. I really feel happy knowing you're well. Stay blessed.

Gina Welds Hulse from Rockledge, Florida on February 24, 2021:

It feels so good to be back and reading so many hubs, especially yours, Manatita. I've been away for a bit, but the energy when I read your poetry really elevates me. Thanks for shining your light.

manatita44 (author) from london on February 23, 2021:

Thank you. Thank You. You are spiritual. Keep on going!

Mary Norton from Ontario, Canada on February 23, 2021:

So deeply spiritual. It brings me to my own depth.

manatita44 (author) from london on February 23, 2021:

Haha.

I know the difficulties. It's one of my best pieces of the last three. Thank you so much!!

Umesh Chandra Bhatt from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on February 23, 2021:

It is great poetry. Magnificent and lovely. I was lucky to get a chance to go through it. So refreshing. Thanks, Manatita.

manatita44 (author) from london on February 23, 2021:

Thank you, Nitya.

Appreciated

Nithya Venkat from Dubai on February 22, 2021:

Love is beautifully expressed in your poem; I enjoyed reading it.

manatita44 (author) from london on February 22, 2021:

Thank you Peggy. Never too much at all. We need more. Haha. But seriously ...much Love

Peggy Woods from Houston, Texas on February 22, 2021:

There is no such thing as too much love. Thanks for sharing this message in your beautiful and poetic way.

manatita44 (author) from london on February 22, 2021:

Thank you, Alicia. Appreciated. Hope you jog and events are going O.K. Much Love.

Linda Crampton from British Columbia, Canada on February 22, 2021:

Love is a wonderful aspect of life. Thank you for the great reminder, Manatita.

manatita44 (author) from london on February 22, 2021:

Gratitude, Rosina. Stay safe and blessed.

manatita44 (author) from london on February 22, 2021:

Salaam!

Misbah, thank you so much!!

manatita44 (author) from london on February 22, 2021:

Haha.

Yes Dear.

Mystical life is not straight-forward. Let us take the Heart, for instance. I have read of so many talking about it! Yet they are describing the emotions, not the psychic spiritual Centre in the middle of the chest. Mysticism is an entirely different ball game.

Yet we are all capable of living in the Heart and some do even without knowing. Particularly looking at something beautiful in nature or the innocent smile of a child.

Back to Love, capital 'L', it is very real in experience to the devotee and comes from Grace. I simply cloak it in beautiful language ... trying to describe the unspoken. Not easy!

So lovely to see you! I remember you writing some excellent articles in the past. Thank you so much!!

Janis Leslie Evans from Washington, DC on February 22, 2021:

The love you express is rich and intense, Manitita. It reads like a dream. Thanks for this offering.

Misbah from The Planet Earth on February 22, 2021:

A beautiful tribute to Vidya D Sagar

Very well written

I enjoyed reading it

Thanks for sharing

Rosina S Khan on February 22, 2021:

Excellent poetry and flowery images to portray love and beauty. Very commendable. Thank you for sharing, Manatita.

manatita44 (author) from london on February 22, 2021:

Aww Bill, so sweet, so sweet!

Likewise, I look forward to your work as well. Will visit later, God's willing. Thank you so much!!

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on February 22, 2021:

Your inspirations are always a highlight of my literary week. They bring me comfort and peace, and that is a priceless gift. For that, and for your friendship, I think you my friend.

manatita44 (author) from london on February 22, 2021:

Hello Gina,

You seem to be active lately. Praise be that your health is good, God's Grace. I have re-read a couple of your beautiful and wonderful work. Always a joy to see you, of course. Thank you so much!!

Gina Welds Hulse from Rockledge, Florida on February 22, 2021:

Beautiful Manatita!

manatita44 (author) from london on February 22, 2021:

Thank you, Dee.

Yes, She's more than a passive Force. This particular poem goes through a relationship with Her. Thank you so much!

Hi Pamela, sad at the time, yes.

Yet the child still loves the mom when turned away. It is indeed a mysterious relationship, but again it is simple, in the sense that the child knows that mom is necessary. What else can a babe do? the thought of others caring for it is out the question and so it's fully reliant on and abandoned to mom. Haha

Pamela Oglesby from Sunny Florida on February 22, 2021:

Your poetry is beautiful and a lovely tribute to Vidya, such a sweet lady. The poem about love and some loss is sad, but the emotions are well-expressed. The pictures of flowers are also beautiful. Blessings, Manatita.

Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on February 22, 2021:

Love engages in so many activities in this poem. She is more than a passive force. She is a nurturer. Thanks for this insightful view.