With Love, Anything at all Can Happen. Friday's Inspiration 11
With Love, Anything at All Can Happen, 1
My song-bird soars gracefully, laughing with the sun,
Its tale, a pair of rusted sonnets, told near firesides
On autumnal evenings, of the glories of creation.
She speaks of Silence, that elusive rascal, I’ve
Tried a million times to grasp. Alas! ‘Twas all in vain.
Stars kisses her cheeks; the candescent moon waltz on
Their radiant faces, twinkling and dancing in supernal
Beauty; singing lullabies to the heavenly minstrels.
Within the firmament, camellias blush; blue-crested robins
Adorn their sweet chords of eloquence, as my soul sings,
Steeped in flames of grandeur; the candescence of Paradise.
Sparrows embrace; rejoice in the freedom of boundless emptiness;
My Heart weeps rain, its drops so pure, as to dowse even the very
Fire of Hades. With Love, anything at all can happen. Didn’t I tell You?
-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 8th February, 2020.
A Golden Flute, longing for the Joy of Lovers
I am a golden flute, isolated from its
True Source. My soul weeps with the agony
Of longing, yet I feel helpless, pulled by the
Shadows of worldly storms and boisterous minds.
Lost, forlorn and helpless is my state, not
Even dear ones will hear my ceaseless cries.
My Heart spills red on the abyss of insecurity;
The tears of the eyes run dry from crying.
Come! Sweet Shyama, listen to this tiny flame
Within. I yearn for the Joy of Lovers, steeped in
The sweet ecstasy of Thy name. Yet I feel like the
Dark night, longing endlessly for the dawn of awakening.
“Come! My crush angel. The cocoon hangs from
The foliage, seemingly enclosed, until the miracle
Of the butterfly emerges, in all its pristine glory.”
_ Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 30th June, 2020
Meaning
Is there a need for meaning to life?
© 2020 manatita44
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Comments
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My Cute Didi Ji,
What a beautiful appreciation of my poetry! Yes, the Heart's purity is essential! May Sri Krishna Prabhu, quench your aching thirst. Om Shanti!
Hi my dear soul friend Manatita44, you take me to so many places inside of me with your poetry defying descriptions..‘My heart weeps rain ... it’s drops so pure ‘ I find myself repeating this phrase .
your poem on Shyama reminds me of something I had written as well on the subject ..I feel so thirsty for his flute sound ..the things your poetry does... spellbound...take care dear friend .
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Indeed, m Friend. One of the reasons I respect you so much. You understand. There's a poem dedicated to you here. Done not so long ago. Om Shanti!
Reading these poems is sheer joy. Love is all about joy and when it is about Divine love there is no parallel.
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Chuckle.
Who says that you are not an authority on my work, Dee? Excellent! Much Love.
Such beautiful vignettes of love in a nature background; and then the yearning and fulfillment of love which you plot so well. Excellent!
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Thanks Rochelle.
I have seen your work. I'm in a poetry function on Zoom and will return to you in about 30 mins.
Beautifully written :)
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We all do. I am so happy that you are re-discovery your beauty! Do you see that if you were in a different situation, this new growth may not have arisen? Food for thought.
Manatita, another poem full of depth. You write from your heart. I am now listening to HeartMath to regenerate my heart. I have overlooked it for years.
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Divine Love is oneness, there's no risk. Even in human love, the ancient Indian ideal of womanhood was so beautiful, so pure! Women lived only for their husbands and vice versa. This is not the ultimate, but a very advanced form of human love built on fidelity and sacrifice.
Thank you so much, Devika.
To love someone is to be at a risk and loving someone makes you feel secure and free. I love that you write so many interesting hubs.
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Morning Emge,
Your sentiment is appreciated, thanks.
Audrey,
Wishing you Joy also.
Thank you so much!
Yes, Linda C,
Just another way of looking at that which is blissful, rapturous and Silent. Gratitude.
Lovely poem and sentiments expressed. Thank you.
Thank you for this beautiful message of love. To love is the answer to world peace. You define love brilliantly in Fridays Inspiration. Stay well and live with joy!
I love the mention of birds in your first poem. The poem and its imagery are lovely. The freedom of boundless emptiness is an interesting idea.
I will, manatita. It's storming here now so I'm shutting my computer down. I don't read my mail on my phone. Still old school in many ways....
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Yes, probably my aura. Each soul has an aura, but some are brighter than others. Sri Chinmoy teaches like the Christ, in the sense that the focus is not occultic, not miracles or siddhis, but oneness with God. In other words, I tend to be one-pointed, focused on the Love of God in man.
But yes, spiritual life does have a lot of rewards, and some are inward experiences. Some humans have greater auras. In my case, I have sat in meditation day after day for up to six hours sometimes for 38 years. So naturally, my auru is very high. Thank you for noticing. I see it too, yes. Read the American Hub. it's my latest. God bless.
Manatita, your words are so soothing. I love your recitations. I'm so glad you've added them to your posts.
Once again, the light bulb behind you was affected by your words, the spirit of your light. When you said the word "shadows" the light undulated. Watch the video and see if it does the same for you.
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Gratitude to you Rosina. Much appreciated
Wonderful poetry as always, Manatita. Your poems instill divine love perfectly. Thank you for a great contribution.
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Yes, Bronwen,
It is a very beautiful sound. A very happy 4th of July to you. God bless your Spirit. Gratitude.
As usual - a beautiful, evocative poem - or two, actually. My Dad played the flute and later I took it up as well, so I can truly enjoy hearing the gentle sounds when others play.
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Ruby,
'a juicy worm?' Well, I suppose so for the robin. Lol. Thank you so much!!
This is extra beautiful. I love Robins, they follow the other birds who come to my feeder, but they do not eat the bird feed. I see them with a juicy worm instead. Have a great day.
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Peggy,
Well, Bill talks about Love, like the poem does. Good to see you, my dear. Thank you.
My first thought when reading this title is that Bill Holland should love this. I was correct. He even made the first comment. Your words are inspirational, as always.
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Thank you, Lorna. Thank you so much! Have a great evening!
The harmony of Divine Love perfectly expressed in these beautiful poems Manatita. As always your words inspire.
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Chuckle, Bro. Christ said: Let the dead bury the dead." That explains it all.
Thanks bro.
Thank you for such fine writing this morning. Good to start my day. I wonder what it would be like without purpose.
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Ah Bill, always here or nearly always first. Thank you so much!
Chatra Ji,
Shukriya, my Bhaia Ji. Om Shanti!
Sir,
there is magic in your written poetry and songs. Thanks for sharing the great poem!
It's all about love for me, my friend. Anything more complicated than that turns me into a confused old bear. :) Blessings always...beautiful work, as always!
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