The Many Ways of Love. Thursday Homily for the Devout 13. A Soulful Offering To The Esteemed Writer Linda Crampton
Wisdom From The Master
"Do not try to approach God with your thinking mind. It may only stimulate your intellectual ideas, activities, and beliefs. Try to approach God with your crying heart. It will awaken your soulful, spiritual consciousness." -Sri Chinmoy
"Be universal in your love. You will see the universe to be the picture of your own being." -Sri Chinmoy
Two meta-physically charming and one reflective poem, as you like it, Linda C
Hush, Sweet Melody
Hush, sweet Melody, stay hold Thy tongue,
For this receptive Love, knows more than a
Thousand ways to listen. Each night’s flicker, has
Struggled against a hundred winds, but now its
Flame burns brightly, more than enough to see Thy face.
The old mind is gone, even if it took ten thousand
Sparkles, to align with shooting stars. My Heart’s
Pangs, has filled a million chalices with tear-drops,
Only to kiss the scent of Thy cute cheeks.
Hush, sweet Melody, for the song-birds symphony,
Is now a ceaseless rhapsody in my core.
Deep into the orchard of tulips and peach blossoms,
Your sweet breath, my bedazzling Light; Thy lips
The jewel, of unspoken Delight.
-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier.22nd February, 2020.
A Chimera of Self-Created Shadows
I once lived on the wings of tomorrow,
Lost in the quagmire of my own illusions.
Love placed its sweet thorns on my experiences,
As roses smiled on the dawn of each new birth.
Planning, planning, yet all my visionary dreams,
Were all but echoes on the Light of Knowledge.
As the Master Alchemist, taught in no uncertain way,
Of only the sacrament of the present moment.
I pulled at the strands of outer opulence, until my
Mind snapped. Alas! I’m now deranged as the sun sets,
The Beloved carries me, in my hour of sorrow. I tried to live
In the future, not seeing the beauty of each treasured moment.
I was caught instead, like an entangled cloud,
In a deep chimera of grasping, at self-created shadows.
-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 20th February, 2020
Whispering Rhythms to The Unknowable
Blind for millennia, I stood at the gates of Love
And cried incessantly. My tears became a raiment
For the Beloved, hindering Her escape, from the
Folds of my Being. She smiled alluringly, like
Someone wanting to be caught, entering my Heart
With Her beauty. Now the burning flames of hunger
I sent out, weeping from my soul, are all victorious.
All where, the Bird of Light proclaims my victory!
The bright flames of my supernal silence awakes;
Processions dance within the jubilant streets of
My tavern. Behold! The golden silhouette of
Her Majesty appears, bedecked in fire. Her scented
Robes, spreads their celestial mantle, on the crown of
My Spirit, whispering rhythms to the Unknowable.
-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 22nd February, 2020.
Love and its ways
How does it work for you?
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