Bhagawan Sri Ramana Maharshi - Dilip Kumar Roy

I found this poem on Ramana Maharshi by Dilip Kumar Roy in the archives of the Mountain Path, the magazinepublished by Sri Ramanashramam.

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A face that's still, like silent cloudless blue,
And eyes that even as stars drip holiness
Won from a source beyond our ken — a new
Messenger Thou, in this age, of a grace
Men ache for and, withal, are terrified
When it shines near — wan puppets of fool senses,
That would disown the soul's faith — even deride
The Peace they crave yet fear — for Life's false dances

And siren rhythms beguile the multitude!
And there they woo Time's whirls and wheels — for what?
At best a reeling moment — an interlude
Of half-lit laughter dogged by tears — of Fate

O Son of Dawn! who only knowest the Sun,
And through His eye of Light see'st all that lies
Revealed — a flawless plenitude which none
But Son's own children ever might surmise

For only the chosen few so far have won
The Truth that shines beyond world's wounds and cries
Who see Thee throned in high dominion
Of Self's invulnerable Verities.

 

That is very beautiful...I love the way DK Roy writes.

 

Hare Krishna!

Dear Bhaskar,

Thanks for the wonderful poem on Sri Ramana Maharshi by Dadaji, Sri Dilip Kumar Roy. Here is another beautiful poem on the great sage, Sri ramana Maharshi by Dadaji and it is from one of His great books called HARK! HIS FLUTE!

Hope you all, including dear Nicole, will love it.

SRI RAMANA MAHARSHI

Can we, Sage, ever give a name
To the Self that in our depths we want ?
Can we, Fate's puppets, own to shame
Because we are so ignorant ?

Not Knowing of life's goal supreme
We thrill in Vanity's displays,
With tongue deny the heart-lit Gleam :
When have fools worshipped Wisdom's ways ?

In such an age of darkness thou
Art come to meet us with thy Light
Inscrutable - come to endow
Us with a spark to pierce the night

Of make-believes and vanities
And sow the seeds of ultimate sight !
We say 'tis mad, yet bend our knees
To thee, and, awed by thy lone height,

We sing : "Truth wins to victory
Through aspiration's desperate climb ;
Life's din melts in soul's symphony
Through disciplines which seldom rhyme

With Reason's feeble yes and no
Or prudence - prompted whisperings ;
Only strong faith can take in tow
The storm-tossed mind's imaginings."

We, life's dupes, tremble when comes thy
Unfaltering courage to tell us this :
That the soul achieves white harmony
When it leaves cupidity for bliss.

Yet the blue of bliss we crave, when dark
Engulfs our world of cahins and bars
And then our gloom implores thy Spark
That burns the clouds, unveiling stars.



Love,

Kumar.

 

I stumbled on this link to some songs by D K R, I'm not sure if that is him singing or not, since i know very little about the man, but I thought that you folsk might be interested.
http://www.musicindiaonline.com/l/15/s/artist.647/

 

Thanks Kumar for posting another beautiful poem!