How would I call thee?

Not long ago an Inspiration flowed from Heavens
A voice quite similar to own but of deepest repose
Something Winged brushed me and made me fly

Amazing insights and Chillness in the Hearts
Gently started moving quite further inside
A vacuum started finding its forms as storms so subtle

Expansion in Isolation, boundaries drawn by the One
A stream of music illuminated million galaxies in that little vacuum
Little I really know- What is in store!

A Beam of ray- The soothing it extolled
As it fell on my Heart – Oh heavens should be this thing-Love!
The Dust gathered moss and a dew engulfed oceans

An Image I feebly recognized of that Love
Into my Own but all of Its Own
The One which weathered Absolute in All!

Should I call this my Mother or My Father?
Or the revelations that was Pouring as from Primordial Master
Or But All of this and The God- who came in me to Seek and become?

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Harvest

Forever in gratitude at the Lotus Feet of the Great Mother! 🙏 For all the penance of all past lives, immense gifts have already been granted. All that this world could offer — many pleasures and a few many pains — have been bestowed and experienced. Moments of great pride and deep guilt did pass in trails... Now, I stand before a vast, wide field ready for harvest. I watch with awe, yet with self-doubt if I even deserve the sight. Not to bother Providence to orchestrate dramatic conflicts and resolutions anymore. What’s next in this journey? While the Gifts already granted continue to return in rich dividends... let the life's work begin. Let the harvest start, without waiting for help or companionship. The field stretches endlessly — the very vision wearies the eyes. Yet, a few sheaves gathered each day shall suffice... For this field, after all, is wrapped in an Ocean of loud silence, and the tool for harvest — is this body and its five senses. Oh dear Mother mercifu...

Waves of pain & joy

How can I lose what I never had, never would have, and yet always have? If you are ever in me, I must keep finding your love within; Every pure emotion felt, the lap my eyes shall come to rest. If I was ever in you, keep finding my strength carry you. Every gentle care you offer, is the shoulder where your head rests, in the arms of my safe presence. Just stay… In my heart. As this poetry. I walk, adoring the Love - my means and the destination, towards Our Divine Mother! This drop dissolves in the eternal ocean - deeply serene, yet with waves that are both pain and joy.

Resurrection

The darkening clouds spare not even the mighty Sun; Who escapes the shadows, but who can forever evade the Light! Shri Mataji, Thou resurrected me both in night and in light; Shri Mataji, Thy mercy is eternal, through time and beyond eternity. Please undo all my past once and for all; kindly forgive me and resurrect me again in Thy chaste Love, Shri Mataji. Please wash and regenerate me in Thy chaste Love; the Love that brings this entire Cosmos to life, embellished in the Being of Shri Ganesh! Let my eyes radiate Thy chaste Love. Let my hands ooze Thy chaste Love. Let my every pore and particle sparkle in Thy chaste Love. Let my every action and non-action manifest Thy Love. Let Thy chaste Love be my decoration. Let Thy chaste Love be my expression. Let Thy chaste Love be my embrace. Let Thy chaste Love be my connection to every being and non-being in this Universe and beyond. Let every being and non-being, in all Universes, connect to me through the bondage of Thy chaste ...

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