The Journey. Thursday's Homily for the Devout, 20, With Love, to My Bhaia Ji, MG Singh (Emge)

Author:
manatita44
Updated date:
Mar 4, 2021 5:09 AM EST

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

Wisdom from the Master

"Life's perfection-road is very long,

But the journey is richly rewarding." - Sri Chinmoy

"The determination in your heroic effort,

Will permeate Your mind and Heart

Long after your success or failure, has

Long since, been forgotten." - Sri Chinmoy

You must make this journey alone. No one else can do this for you

The Journey

The magenta leaves cascade and fall

With the seasons. The tree loses its

Lustre and seem to die, only to rise next

Autumn, even more beautiful than before.

Propelled by desires, I, a wayfarer, like

The tree, spins on an endless wheel of

Cause and effect, rising and falling like waves,

Until Grace, in its mercy, frees me from my plight.

Trapped in a womb carved out in shadows,

I’m held in chains of my own volition. My

Impediments are numerous. Ego fuels

My wrath like Salome’s did to Herod,

Using allure for the profits of passion.

Like flies caught in a mesh, the sweet veil of

Attachments binds me to wanton greed;

Insecurity stabs me like a naked sword.

The road ahead

I was once the Flute Player, not the flute. My Beloved

Longed to enjoy Its own game, shaping me out of formlessness;

I became a sojourner, in separation from my Source.

Involution beckoned me in the glint of rocks,

Until I was summoned into the plant kingdom,

Itself heralding the instinct of the higher animal realm.

After what seemed like millennia, I rose again a human –

A mariner on a golden boat, battling the winds to return Home.

Tossed by strong tides in a penury of darkness;

My cravings, like thorns, were shattered against the

Merciless rocks. I felt a ray of hope, like a distant

Lighthouse, coming to my rescue to guide me inwards.

Now I rejoice in the Bliss of infinitude –the

Pure land of ‘no name’, no place’, just Emptiness.

I’m at the summit of the mountain, steeped

In the serenity of celestial reverence, with Love,

The ultimate GPS, now flooding the Citadel of my soul.

Finally, I look over the mountains, to the neophytes below.

I hope to become a Boddhisatva, to be their awakened guide.

- Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 2^nd March, 2021

Sri Krishna playing the flute

Quotes from Manatita

'Be kind to yourself. Steadfast yes, but don't rush.

There's a God-hour for all things. This includes 'calling.' - Manatita

"Struggle is a part of the journey.

Create within you the feeling of acceptance

And Love yourself. Nothing happens without the Will of God." - Manatita