How I Yearn For You, O Lover ..., Come! A Healing Offering to Mary Craig.
With Healing and Loving Thoughts For Mary Craig
This is a Spiritual Poem Expressing Longing For The Ever-present, yet Seemingly Elusive Consciousness.
“If we go deep within, we see that what we call suffering is nothing but an experience. And who is having that experience? God Himself. God is the Doer, God is the action and God is the fruit. – Sri Chinmoy.
“Even in our heart’s suffering-garden, Divinity’s flower-fragrance-joy Will eventually blossom.”- Sri Chinmoy.
My heart is pining for You; my mind tormented.
Day and night; even in the twilight hours,
You dance on the wings of my memories,
Affects the rhythms of my breath.
It’s been so many eons, my Love;
But I still see those birthless garlands,
Anchored in my Heart.
I wish to cascade my rose-tinted dreams,
Into a thousand aromas of Your Delight,
Embracing me in Your realm of grandeur,
So as to lose myself, in this sweet intricate Maze.
Now timeless …timeless…timeless … (read soft, echo-like)
Resonate the moments …
When my Spirit merged in Your Love,
And this Soul flew with a moonlit lustre,
On ridiculously delightful ecstasies.
O Bird of Light! Your mercy, I beseech!
This body burns with a perpetual fire,
Hungry with longing, for its Beloved One…
How I yearn for You, O Lover…, Come!
-Manatita, The Flame-Weaver. 6th February, 2016. ©Copyrighted.
~ Awakening The Inner Flame ~
Light and Beauty
“Why do you have to think
Of your difficulties
As negative forces?
Just think of them
Lo, they will increase
Your inner and outer capacities!”-Sri Chinmoy.
All my Love, Mary, and our Lord's bounteous blessings.- Manatita.
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