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In The Twinkling Stars, Paradise Lost

Updated on March 2, 2014
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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.

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In The Twinkling Stars: Paradise Lost

Anchored in the twinkling stars;

Suffused by a peace that made me silent,

I lay absorbed in transcendent bliss.

Tears of joy poured from my eyes,

As love flowed powerfully through my soul,

And paralysed my speech.



Deep within, I danced on the horizon;

Walked into tomorrow’s dawn, and

Yearned for the coming of my sunrise.

My heart embraced life’s searing pangs

With a dynamic cosmic flow,

And I smelt the breadth of the meadows,

Whispering fragrances through the ether.

The universe sang to me:



There was the sound of sweet children; meandering streams,

The scent of the waterfalls; of golden dreams.

The radiant shore beckoned from yon distant sea,

I continued to glow in sweet ecstasy-glee.

“No more!” I cried. This bliss is immense!

Sweet Ocean of happiness; such wonderful presence.”

But wait! From this infinite vast,

I awoke with a start,

How I wish I’d held on, to Peace lovingly caught. - Manatita10th July, 2013

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HOPE, SWEET HOPE


ETERNAL NOW – my closest pal – You’re all I have.

For both my past and future have seen me starve,

Of love so precious, so sublime and deep.

TODAY – my Dearest Friend, in You I rest my hope.

For in your unfailing possibilities lies my scope

For fulfilment-beauty-sleep.

Without You, my bosom allies, the pangs of separation

From the Supreme – my life’s breath – so hard to bear,

Would fan the tearing of my aching heart asunder.

Do not desert me, Mother Time,

Your worldly charm my only crime.

In my wakefulness and in my sleep,

Empower me with constant memories

Of my Lord divine.

Gentle chisel out the seeds of sorrow from within,

And grant me an all-consuming joy.

Here on this couch of memories, I sleep,

And when at last I wake, let it be,

To the bliss-immortal-nectar of Your silhouette;

The sound of Your laughter next to me.

Could all this be realised?

I hope, sweet hope.- Manatita 14/8/2000.


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      Bill Holland 3 years ago from Olympia, WA

      What beautiful poetry....longing...great images....well done my friend.

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      Wayne Barrett 3 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Manatita, wonderful poetry. Voting up and sharing.

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      Deb Hirt 3 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      To call for that which already surrounds you only pulls it closer...

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      manatita44 3 years ago from london

      Thanks Billy. Yes. Longing is always there. Pray for an increase of longing for me.

      Wayne: Thank you so much!! Peace.

      Aviannovice: Too true. The eternal twins of Effort and Grace are paramount. I wish you God speed!!

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      Sheila Brown 3 years ago from Southern Oklahoma

      This is another wonderful piece of writing by you. You are truly a wonderful poet. Voting this up and beautiful! :)

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      manatita44 3 years ago from london

      Thank You so much, my lovely friend. Good morning and loving thoughts for a great day today.

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      Dora Isaac Weithers 3 years ago from The Caribbean

      Manatita, the surprising ending to the first poem made me wake up and read it again. Good job! The description of the "constant memories" in the second also conjures up joy. Thanks for sharing your beautiful work.

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      manatita44 3 years ago from london

      MyDearest 'Dee' (couldn't resist. Hope this is o.k).

      I wanted it to carry on, but like most of my inner experiences, they do end after a while. One day I will write "The Absolute" like my teacher and live ceaselessly in the experience. You too, my Beloved.

      Pray for my constant memories. You are in my loving thoughts.

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      Michelle Liew 3 years ago from Singapore

      Beautiful, manatita! I am sharing!

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      manatita44 3 years ago from london

      Good morning to you, my lovely friend. Thanks a lot! Much peace.

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      Victor W. Kwok 3 years ago from Hawaii

      This is a really excellent selection of poetry.

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      manatita44 3 years ago from london

      Hawaiin Lady,

      Very sweet of you. How I envy your temperate climate with beautiful beaches, kayaking, exotic trails and plenty of fauna and waterfalls. Much Peace.

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      Vinaya Ghimire 3 years ago from Nepal

      One word for this poem: Ethereal!

      PS: I will like to thank you for reading and commenting on my hub about Nepal.

      Cheers

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      manatita44 3 years ago

      Your country, Nepal, is traditional spiritual and the birthplace of great souls. That is perhaps why you understand my poetry. Yes. I write ethereal, lofty and sublime stuff. Glad that we can meet on the inner planes. Amitabha.

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      JR Krishna 3 years ago from India

      "in your unfailing possibilities lies my scope"

      Beautiful. I can fully relate....

      Voted up and shared.

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      manatita44 3 years ago from london

      Thank you, o sweet soul. Higher blessings.

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      deergha 3 years ago from ...... a place beyond now and beyond here !!!

      I hope, sweet hope.......How I wish I’d held on, to what I just lost....

      And thus the poem flowed deep within....its pure magic with divinity unlimited.....many prayers for you to be truly empowered with many more memories even beyond this loving mother time....In your language my friend, much peace you way and you have out shined your self in this one. Votes way up and shared across:-)

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      Jamie Lee Hamann 3 years ago from Reno NV

      There is an incredible energy in this poem, a force that pushes out of a the writing and moves the reader spiritually and physically. Thank you for this experience. Jamie

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      manatita44 3 years ago from london

      Deerhga and Jhamann,

      I have read a lot of sublime words today and used some lofty ones myself and the tears have flowed freely. I feel that we should offer this one to the Great Spirit. Deep gratitude to you both. Amitabha (Buddha bless you)

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