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Chelaji's Sojourn 1 (poem)

Updated on December 26, 2013
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Manatita is an esteemed author living in London, UK. He writes spiritual books, flash fiction and esoteric poetry, his favourite genre.

Chelaji’s Sojourn

“He entered into my space with honeyed tongue,

Oh Sage;

Enchanted his way into my inner sanctum;

Threw my emotions to the wind,

Thus shattering my promised dreams.”

“Chelaji, it is useless to bathe the elephant,

Which will again wallow in mud,

Or to straighten the tail of a dog which

immediately returns to its natural habit.

A mind which is dull or indolent,

Is like character shattered by glass,

Or the claws of a scorpion, whose very nature

is to sting.

Why spend your passions on a dream, which,

Like a zephyr drifting spontaneously,

With no commitments to time and space, eventually subsides?”

“Oh Sage, would you have me be like the larks in flight,

Humming sweet cadences to their ancestors,

While intoxicated with the joy of beauty;

Singing their freedom songs?”

“Chelaji, would you rather your Soul be wounded,

Torn so painfully, that the drops flow from your eyelids,

Like a violent rainstorm?

Oh bird of Light, reflect on the larks in flight;

Attune thyself to their dazzling splendour,

As they soar o’er the horizons;

Basking in the freedom of infinity’s blue sky.

Why reflect on solemn shadows, which create turmoil

within the heart, and shapes your grief?

I would have you giggle like the child,

Bring forward the pristine purity of your Soul,

And gaze at the immortality of thy true Self!

There’s a Citadel inside you, crying for its Golden Orb.

You are that Citadel, and its Orb seeks audience,

With the Light of Heaven’s Gate, only to show

It’s natural lustre. You are that lustre.

Oh Chelaji, do not weep!”

As the tears flowed downwards, so too Chelaji bowed her head.

Only this time, she felt her heart stir and

Her spirit soared upwards to the firmament.

Basked in the delight of Silence, she remained unmoving,

With her eyes now fully open to the past of present Truths.

Her journey over, she would return no more,

To the chasm of bondage-chains.

– Manatita 22nd December, 2013. Copyrighted.


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      manatita44 4 years ago from london

      How I wish as many people would read my writings like you do! The number seems to be the same, by the way. I have not tried it again as yet.

      Joy and peace.

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      Dora Weithers 4 years ago from The Caribbean

      I especially like the lesson in verse 2 and the sense of fulfillment in the final. Your poetry is good every time.

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      manatita44 4 years ago from london

      Deep appreciation for your discerning comments. Higher blessings and an ever-increasing peace for 2014.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 4 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Enjoyed this. Incredible poetry.

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      manatita44 4 years ago from london

      My Trusted Friend,

      Los of love to you and wishing you a 2014 full of joy and blessedness. Appreciated your sentiments. May tomorrow be peaceful for you and yours.

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      Victor W. Kwok 4 years ago from Hawaii

      Amazing poetry. I hope you have a happy holiday!

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      manatita44 4 years ago from london

      My Sweet,

      Great that you responded. Gives me an opportunity to wish you a special Christmas Season and a 2014 of inner abundance and ever-increasing peace. Joy to you.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 4 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      A lovely poem. Thank you for sharing it on HubPages.

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      manatita44 4 years ago from london

      Thanks Bill.

      I am a sublime and esoteric poet first and a prose writer second. Some say I do them both well. (smile)

      Anyway, just a few days to go for Christmas. Hope you and Bev have a great time in this Christ-like season. I feel sure that you will have a joy filled end of year and I pray for both our blessings for 2014. God speed your selfless endeavours!

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      Bill Holland 4 years ago from Olympia, WA

      You are a very good poet. Telling a story in poem form is not easy; you have done it well.