The Impact of Words, or Songs of Manatita
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
"Mine is the wisdom-light
That tells me to ask
Not for a lighter burden,
But for a stronger Heart."
Lillies
A woman said to me one evening:
“O Lantern, was this your poem?” I said: “Yes.”
“I was not coming next week”, she responded.
“But now I’ll definitely come to hear you.”
When I did my ‘refugee’ poem, a man
Ran all the way from the back and kissed me;
When I started ‘Amazing Grace’ to end my ‘Black History’ poem,
The audience sang, stood … gave me a standing ovation!
We may not know the impact of the wordsmith,
On one’s state of mind.
Each Bard sings a melody,
Taken from a manuscript in heaven.
My Heart cried on reading once,
Of a woman on the verge of suicide.
She heard the eloquent, life-giving parchment
Of a poet, and changed her mind.
Sea-water caresses the pearl on the marine bed;
The ocean serenades its opulence.
Magnolias rise and waltz with the dawn,
Singing the songs of the Nazarene.
The Lilly said to the sunflower:
“Peace be with you, my radiant sister.”
The moon kisses our Hearts at twilight and says:
“Good night, my kindred spirits, we’ll meet again tomorrow.”
An agony of echoes whispered from my core:
“Make me a servant, O Love”, she pleaded.
And the rose tore its golden garments,
Offering its fragrance, as a sacrifice to this cause.
Each sweet word spoken; each charming gesture released,
Kisses the Spirit of the one, for whom it was intended;
Like lavenders, they cascade their aroma to stars,
Bathing in the ether on moonlit evenings.
Words … they can carve our emotions with daggers drawn,
Or weave a tapestry in the soul so beautiful,
That our tears become a raiment for the Beloved.
Lantern says: "When I was lost in my darkness,
It was the resonance of His eloquence, that set me free."
-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 19th September, 2018.
~Awakening The Inner Light ~
sunflowers
Wisdom from the Master
"At last my life-boat
Is returning
To its Golden Shore,
Sailing away from
A thick and blinding mist." -Sri Chinmoy
The impact of words
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