Spiritual Poetry

I do love The Daodejing.
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Infinite Heavens

The
Vast
Infinite
Heavens
Call out to me
With the serenity
Of divine love
And its
Wisdom of
Our eternity
As we bathe
In the light
Of silence
And rest assured
That shadows of night
Shall be devoured by
The stars that are
As loves children
So gentle and
Bright

- by silent lotus

 

The Water Is Silent

The fish in the water is silent,
the animals on the earth is noisy,
the bird in the air is singing.
But man has in him the silence of the sea,
the noise of the earth
and the music of the air.

The meaning of our self
is not to be found in its separateness from God and others,
but in the ceaseless realisation of yoga,
of union.

The newer people,
of this modern age,
are more eager to amass than
to realize.

- Tagore

 

The older spirit rests,
upon the silent water,
of beauties silent sleep,
and youthful roaring water.

 

flowing daughter, i ask of thee,
nothing of you, but that you be.

 

Immerse Yourself for Evermore

Meditate, O my mind, on the Lord
The Stainless One, Pure Spirit through and through.
How peerless is the light that in Him shines!
How soul-bewitching is His wonderous form!
How dear is He to all His devotees!

Ever more beauteous in fresh-blossoming love
The shames the splendor of a million moons, Like lightning gleams the glory of His form,
Raising erect the hair for very joy.

Worship His feet in the lotus of your heart;
With mind serene and eyes made radiant
With heavenly love, behold that matchless sight.
Caught in the spell of His love's esctacy,
Immerse yourself for evermore, O mind,
In Him who is Pure Knowledge, and Pure Bliss

- Attar

 

Gazing at the Great

To what shall I compare
The Sacred Mount that stands,
A balk of green that hath no end,
Betwixt two lands!
Nature did fuse and blend
All mystic beauty there,
Where Dark and Light
Do dusk and dawn unite.

Gazing, soul-cleansed, at Thee
From clouds upsprung, one may
Mark with wide eyes the homing flight
Of birds. Some day
Must I thy topmost height
Mount, at one glance to see
Hills numberless
Dwindle to nothingness.

- Tu Fu

 

Happiness
Happiness, happiness!
My dear friend, happiness,
My unparalleled friend, happiness!
You help me to defy death's existence.
You help me to purify sorrow's presence.
You help me to strengthen my weakness.
You help me to enlighten my strength.
You help me to see the face
Of promise-dawn.
You help me to feel the heart
Of satisfaction-moon.
You help me to lead
The human in me.
You help me to feed
The divine in me.
You help me to fulfil
The Supreme in me.
My Eternity's friend, happiness,
You were, you are
And you shall forever remain
My Eternity's only true friend.

by: Sri Chinmoy

 

Out of My Deeper Heart

Out of my deeper heart a bird rose and flew skyward.
Higher and higher did it rise, yet larger and larger did it grow.
At first it was but like a swallow, then a lark, then an eagle, then as vast as a spring cloud, and then it filled the starry heavens.
Out of my heart a bird flew skyward.
And it waxed larger as it flew.
Yet it left not my heart.

O my faith, my untamed knowledge, how shall I fly to your height and see you with manÕs larger self penciled upon the sky?
How shall I turn the sea within me into mist, and move with you in space immeasureable?
How can a prisoner within the temple behold its golden domes?
How shall the heart of a fruit be stretched to envelop the fruit also?
O my faith, I am in chains behind these bars of silver and ebony, and I cannot fly with you.
Yet out of my heart you rise skyward, and it is my heart that holds you, and I shall be content. - Kahlil Gibran

 

A verse from zrI zrI vilApa kusumAJjali and some commentary to relish...


bhrAtrA goyutam atra maJju-vadane snehena dattvAlayaM
shrIdAmnA kRipaNAM pratoShya jaTilAM rakShAkhya-rAkA-kShaNe |
nItAyAH sukha-shoka-rodana-bharais te saMdravantyAH paraM
vAtsalyAj janakau vidhAsyata itaH kiM lAlanAM me' agrataH || VK 88||


O Manju-vadane! (fair faced girl.) On the full moon day of Sravana named Raksa Purnima, your brother Sridama comes to Yavata with ten thousand cows to satisfy the greedy Jatila before affectionately taking you along to Varsana, where your parents lovingly fondle You in front of me as You melt with weeping from happiness and sorrow.

This is from the commentary of Sri Ananta Das Babaji...

One lila-picture after another arises before the spiritualized eyes of Sri Raghunatha, and when his relishable visions vanish he laments and manifests another prayer. His mind is immersed in the ocean of the sweetness and beauty of the Divine Pair, and there the treasure of eloquence loses value with no way to put these feelings into words. Words are totally helpless here. Still the stream of bhAva naturally wants to come out over the path of words, but alas! Words are not able to hold such a powerful stream! Words become stunned here, strangled and suffocating in the grip of bhAva! In this situation bhAva blooms up in the heart of anyone who depends on it and comes to a sensitive devotee in only a slight way in the form of words. But still it is as if this dInA bhASa thrusts a huge stream of water on the heart's ears of a bhAvagrAhi audience, helping the bhAva of a sensitive devotee to reveal itself. The power of the speakers bhAva is infused in his words, therefore their result, prowess, influence and authority are endless and inexhaustible. That is why there is no greater means to attain bhAva than to hear and chant the bhAvamaya vANI of the great saints.

 

Braids of pleasure flow into rivers of gushing rainbow sighs
A resting beauty deep in mind as our angel flies
Triumph roaring, vibrant soaring of our pleasure writhes
As steaming vixens and purring kittens vibrate through our mind.

 

" Be a bud sitting quietly on the hedge.
Be a smile, one part of wondrous existence.
Stand here. There is no need to depart."

- Thich Nhat Hanh

 

Happy moments, praise God.
Difficult moments, seek God.
Quiet moments, worship God.
Painful moments, trust God.
Every moment, thank God.

 

My Aspiration Heart
My confusion-mind tells me
That life is nothing
But a dreadful nightmare.
My aspiration-heart tells me
That life can be
A lovely dream.
Why not let me give a chance
To my self-giving heart?

by: Sri Chinmoy

 

Be a bud sitting quietly on the hedge.
Be a smile, one part of wondrous existence.
Stand here. There is no need to depart."

- Thich Nhat Hanh

 

Song Of A Dream

Once in the dream of a night I stood
Lone in the light of a magical wood,
Soul-deep in visions that poppy-like sprang;
And spirits of Truth were the birds that sang,
And spirits of Love were the stars that glowed,
And spirits of Peace were the streams that flowed
In that magical wood in the land of sleep.

Lone in the light of that magical grove,
I felt the stars of the spirits of Love
Gather and gleam round my delicate youth,
And I heard the song of the spirits of Truth;
To quench my longing I bent me low
By the streams of the spirits of Peace that flow
In that magical wood in the land of sleep.



- Sarojini Naidu

 

Expands His Being

All beings
are words of God,
His music, His
art.

Sacred books we are, for the infinite camps
in our
souls.

Every act reveals God and expands His being.
I know that may be hard
to comprehend.

All creatures are doing their best
to help God in His birth
of Himself.

Enough talk for the night.
He is laboring in me;

I need to be silent
for a while,

worlds are forming
in my heart.

Meister Eckhart

 

Peaceful moments, cool mountain streams, sunlight on lilies, deep daylight dreams..
Tranquil nightfall splashes the land, cools the desert with God's frozen hand,
while twinkles of Godlight come from afar, through God's frozen hand from God's heated star.
the pinwheel dance of celestial spheres, brings daylight again, and a fresh sixer of beers...

 

birds awaken in the morning hungry
and the first thing they do is sing
live your live as a bird
being silly and singing
creating abundance amidst the seen and unseen

 

To meditate does not mean to fight with a problem.
To meditate means to observe.
Your smile proves it.
It proves that you are being gentle with yourself,
that the sun of awareness is shining in you,
that you have control of your situation.
You are yourself,
and you have acquired some peace.

- Thich Nhat Hahn

 

Invocation.



Come play thy flute of flame, my Lord, and set our hearts
athrill;
We know not how to worship Thee nor how to do Thy will.
We can but pray in our veil of tears: Reveal to us Thy face
And answer our desolate appeal with Thy song’s tenderness.
With Thy divine compassion’s rain
Reply and charm away our pain.
In midnight gloom flash with Thy golden dawn our earth
To bless
And help us conquer destiny with Thy deep bounty’s Grace.
Kindle Thy light – with Thine inviolate dance our din repeal:
Lead derelict hopes with Thy star-melody – our sorrows heal.
Make stricken souls turn in delight
To Thy Love’s sun – redeem our night.

Sri Dilip Kumar Roy.


From ‘The Rounding Off’.