Thou art the Mother and none other,
Thou art the Comforter
promised by all the scriptures,
the Messiah of the future.
Thou art the Holy Ghost
come to awaken the souls
from their deepest slumbers
towards the ultimate goal,
felt deep within the being,
but lost in consciousness
out of all seeing !
My heart aches for those lonely souls
who preach the message of love
in this loveless material world.
To see one brother fighting the other
in the name of right and truth,
exposes the hypocrisy and dishonesty
that lies under their manner uncouth.
Don’t their hearts shudder?
Don’t their minds realize
that what they do for their narrow gain
is for the humanity at large
at the expense of great pain!
O you foolish mind, why can’t you see the obvious
that everything that you think is yours
does not belong to you.
The pure knowledge, the brains to grasp it,
the talents, the beauty,whatever that’s truly precious
comes from one ultimate source
and there it has got to return,
set free by the free will
the only thing that we can dare call our own!
Alas, all my bedecking was in vain,
the smoothened skin, the silken robes
fragrant flowers entwining my glorious tress
fine jewels adorning my arms, neck and toes;
all my precious attention wasted in garnering
what I thought needful for our union.
When suddenly it dawned, the ultimate truth
the extent of my arrant illusion,
for what’s the use of all that comes between
masking every chance of a perflect blend,
rather it’s only when I’m no more ashamed
of my sheer stark nakedness
and can freely flaunt afore Thee
that there’s a chance and liklihood
of a full contact, an osmosis of eternal tract!
It is only in the Kingdom of God
that the golden glow of fire
loses its heat and warmth
and melts into ultimate iciness.
It is only here that the golden glow
refracts into a thousand multi hues
which blend and mingle again
to enjoin in one golden stream.
Ma! Pray bestow this boon on me
that may I be able to put to use
this special precious gift of Thine
to recognize and worship Thee.
The heights of fancy to which it can soar
can take me to distant lands unexplored,
but what’s the use of all those flights
if it cannot measure the depths of Thy Might!
There are many a blind alleys in this maze
where I can flounder and get lost in a daze.
Ideas and concepts can trap me in a whirl
sink me to the bedrock
from which only Thou can hurl
and raise me to a level where
I can discover the pearl
lying deeply embedded
within my enclosed shell.
Have you ever stopped to wonder
at the innocence that shines
out of a child’s eyes,
how innocent is that innocence !
What power does it energize,
what beauty it does irradiate,
what peace it does bequest
to the heart that beholds it ?