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HIS WILL
Into
the Inconscient’s somnolent Self He
him did throw (There
to feel the razor-edge Of
agony and grief) This
halcyon-white spirit-self Condemned
to the other bank Of
the sea of Ignorance By
God, His Heavenly Father. Winding
his way fretfully Through
matter, life and mind He
came upon the ledge Where
he espied the immeasurable deep Beckoning
him towards Itself. Seared
in ennui’s blazing furnace He
plunged in to the Emptiness of his Self The
people around him laughed And
he with them at them For
he the Eternal Sea-farer Had
made the final leap Into
the Supraconscient’s Quietude From
the mind’s ‘salilam’. Awakened
from his eternal sleep He
was wroth to come down again To
browse in pastures black and green But
as it was decreed thus He
could not but bow his head To
the task the Lord for him had set. Wading
through the sticky mire of mind and matter He
picked up pearls like the mythical swan And
upon the peopled beaches them did scatter That
man shackled in Nature’s clasp once again might stand With
a head held high in supernal spheres And feet in them too. ~Ravi Dhar~
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