Leaving Behind Me This World of Shadows
You are so merciful, my Darling!
You lift me in my despair and in
The fragile tenderness of tears. Those sweet
Roses that You sent, were carved immaculately,
In the delicacy of wafts and heavenly intimacy.
Only yesterday, I was in a turbulence of waves.
The rolling tides were unending, and
I was pushed by fierce winds that invaded
My vessel, left me vulnerable and
Shipwrecked at the mercy of rocks.
Now You are so close, my Sweetheart;
The Light of Your moon serenades my Heart.
My joys and my sorrows, have both merged
Into the laughter and merriment of Love;
Your breath kisses my cheeks; Your fragrance, is divine.
Lantern says: “Here in this marigold of Lovers,
I wish to die for You! Not dead, but alive in
Your lap of passionate embrace, leaving my fetters --
My cluttered chains of the journey,
In this transient abode or world of shadows.
- Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 24th September, 2018.
- *Awakening The Inner Light*
Another Kind of Discipleship. A Free Verse Sonnet
Some say that Karma, is neither good nor bad,
Yet it coils around us mercilessly, in our abyss.
Some pupils listen to the persuasions of demons,
Others gaze upwards to the radiance of the sun.
In this game of fear, greed, insecurity and control,
Only the prudent rises, like the tides.
The rest have shadows, interred in their bones;
Avarice and darkness reigns supreme.
Their masters, like lost or callous souls,
Constantly presses the button of self-destruction.
Dark vibrations taint the sky, but
They hide in fragile houses, pushing
The blame on the Commander-in-Chief.
Come! O Guardians of the Light! Hurry!
Manatita, The Lantern Carrier, 9th September, 2018
~Awakening The Inner Light ~
Love, the glorious gift
Does Love lift you?
© 2018 manatita44
Comments
AUTHORSweet Li-Jen, I thank you so much! have a blessed Saturday
Hey Manatita, your first poem is like the turbulent sea that calms down after one embraces love. It really seeks the light as I can imagine the freedom from the fetters after the light 'washes' them away. Karma is inevitable and haha, glad that it's neither good or bad 'cause I think that way but then there is uncertainty...like good things happen to the bad and vice versa. Thanks for sharing your thoughts from the poems! :)
- AUTHOR
Thanks Peggy.
Yes. I like sincerity such as that of you and my friend Ioannis.
I don't do sad ones too much. Only occasionally. I did a poem called The Sad Face of War once. The Emcee said it was very good but with no solace.
I was called the Bard of Solace. So i changed my name. Light is in all my poems. Even the dark ones. In all honesty, I'm pointing humans to a Higher Light. Much Gratitude.
The illustration you chose for the top of the page perfectly showed in visual form the words that your first poem expressed. Nicely done as usual. Your 2nd poem was a bit dark and serves as a warning.
- AUTHOR
Sorry Rinita.
I must do a nice one for you then. Tonight or tomorrow. Get well.
Love and Ram's blessing. Gratitude.
Lantern
- AUTHOR
Yes. Correct. Harsh for me. One of those we write and are reluctant to recite or publish.
There are those who would read and understand. Generally, the softer way is best but not always. Still, one of the Christs' greatest strengths as a God-lover, was his divine authority. Yet he died for this. Some thought he was usurping their power and others found him a threat.
So yes, you are right. Normally I'm more careful in my weaving and would advice you to do the same. Peace, Bro.
Being in Love with the Supreme is the only way to LIVE your life, any other way is just an imitation of life! Your poem, my dear Brother, is an excellent reminder of this principle, one more masterpiece. My gratitude for your offer to us! The second one I think it is a little "harsh" for you! Ha! Ha! I am glad you wrote it.
Much Love from all the family!
Sean
Yes, love always lifts, that is the ultimate truth. I loved the imagery behind the shipwreck, and how it was metaphorized with the turbulences of life that sway us from our goals. Glad to read this on a day of ill-health. Thanks as always, Manatita.
- AUTHOR
Thank you, Bill.
A fine sentiment indeed!
Appreciated.
- AUTHOR
Keep searching Mary.
Your Heart is already seeking. The second poem refers to the world. True discipleship means that the devotee loves and serves God and mankind. Usually through the medium of an advocate of the divine.
But this second poem speaks of a follower or followers of the dark side.
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Now, you have again written on something I value: Discipleship. What does it really mean to be a disciple in today's world. I often think about this. I like that you have found your mission as a Light Carrier. I am still in search.
You have a gift I will never have, and I'm fine with that. We all have gifts which make us unique, and I'm also fine with that.
Peace and love always
- AUTHOR
Thank you, Jodah.
Yes, occasionally I put one into the world. That's my way of describing them. People, strangely enough, tend to relate to them more than the aesthetic, ethereal and esoteric ones. Thank you so much
Eric,
A fine sentiment indeed! Gratitude.
Beautiful verses once again. In this instance, the second strikes a chord with me.
Beautiful poetry. This surely does seem to be a gift.
- AUTHOR
Indeed, Doris. Love is this single thread ... the sole pulse ... this ball of fire burning our darkness, to make us whole again. Thank you so much!!
p.s. New look? :)
Beautiful poems of love, Manatita. I do think we choose our own karmas, whether we want to or not. In the end, all is love.
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