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VOYAGE – Chidananda Burke

In open casket dark and gleaming

richly draped in mourning velvet,

I turn into the setting sun,

my final journey now begun.

So calmly swift this polished boat,

so calm and bright the golden sea;

and just ahead, the bright horizon;

and just beyond, the splendor free.

Forgotten all those clumsy dreams

rising up in dark of mind;

earthly beauty left behind.

Now I touch, I drink the sun!

This I, once thick with form and flesh,

slowly rising

through dense atmospheres of life,

now pulses with light –

a glowing awareness

without center or source,

a luminous stillness

in the calm luminous stillness,

the endless course.

                                                      CHIDANANDA BURKE
 

Photo by Kedar

Your song

sunrise

Your song caresses

the depths of loneliness,

high mountain bird

                                 – Matsuo Basho

Photo: Unmesh.

The Light of the Sun

light-trees

The light of the sun, the moon, and the stars shines bright:
The melody of love swells forth, and the rhythm of love’s
detachment beats the time.
Day and night, the chorus of music fills the heavens; and Kabîr
says:
“My Beloved One gleams like the lightning flash in the sky.”

– Kabir

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I am Sitting on a Mountain

I am sitting on a mountain.
I am casting shadows into the sky.

I did not invite it but the sun has come
And is now playing tag with my feet.

I am whispering to clouds today,
“Watch out for my shoulders,”

For I wish no harm
To all my soft friends.

Where do you think you will Be
When God reveals Himself
Inside of you?

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The Silent Soul of the World

The silent Soul of all the world was there:
A Being lived, a Presence and a Power,
A single Person who was himself and all
And cherished Nature’s sweet and dangerous throbs
Transfigured into beats divine and pure.
One who could love without return for love,
Meeting and turning to the best the worst,
It healed the bitter cruelties of earth,
Transforming all experience to delight;
Intervening in the sorrowful paths of birth
It rocked the cradle of the cosmic Child
And stilled all weeping with its hand of joy;
It led things evil towards their secret good,
It turned racked falsehood into happy truth;
Its power was to reveal divinity.

– Sri Aurobindo

Savitri, Canto XIV – The World-Soul Page 291.

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