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She Comes With Slippers on Her Feet, Dancing. Sonnet, to Victor Kwok. A Dedication

Updated on February 2, 2017
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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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She comes with slippers on Her feet, dancing.

Pit a pat, tit, tat, diddle, riddle, tiddle Sat,

My Heart beats fire!

Her inner Sun burns my Shadows;

The darkness melts into a glorious rainbow,

Glittering in my Core.

Together we twirl and move vibrantly.

The golden splendour of Her gracefulness,

Fills my Essence with a paragon of Light,

Emanating the Love that sparkles.

An intra-arterial hue arises,

And my face becomes flushed.

The moonbeams gleam from Heaven,

Colouring the sweet-scented blossoms of my Soul.


-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier, Copyrighted, 22nd October, 2015.

~ Awakening The Inner Light ~

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The flames of Surrender, illuminated my Heart with an ethereal glow, and I thus became drunk, in the bliss of infinity's wine. I danced with the joy of millennia, now anchored inside my sacred Temple. I bathed in an alcove of perennial sweetness, talking in Silence to my Soul

The beauty of the moon

Can you feel its dance?

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© 2015 manatita44

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      manatita44 2 years ago from london

      Yes, Deb, I agree. In Germany. Will catch up soon.

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      Deb Hirt 2 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      Nature has an infinite rhythm all its own...

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      manatita44 2 years ago from london

      Thank you so much, Bro.

      Glad you liked it. Have a great day today!

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      Word 2 years ago from Chicago

      What a consistent joy in reading this sonnet. This one took me on a natural high. How super it is. Great work manatita!

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      manatita44 2 years ago from london

      Poetically and musically yes. By the way, I did about three of these poems at Poetry Café 27th October, evening. It is 0037 hrs now on the 28th. Much thanks.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 2 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Another wonderful tribute with lots to enjoy poetically, picturesquely and musically.

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      manatita44 2 years ago from london

      Thank you so much, Bronwen. A Joyful weekend to you. Much Love.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 2 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      Lovely poem - as always your words are so evocative.

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      manatita44 2 years ago from london

      Shauna,

      Don't say that, as I'll ask you to read them all. He he. More than 200 or so. Some you've never seen.

      Yes, Light must descend into darkness. Only then can it transform and illumine darkness. - Sri Chinmoy, in the play on the life of Christ called The Son. We are all Gods, but you know this, I know.

      CrisSp,

      I tend to think of you on high and send you loving thoughts. Hope all is well, and I still look to my vacation in your peaceful abode. He he:) Peace.

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      CrisSp 2 years ago from Sky Is The Limit Adventure

      What a great write dedicated to V. W.! He's one creative soul out there and very original.

      Love the way you show appreciation towards our fellow hubbers. Ahh, the power of words!

      Love from the sky~

      P.S. Rumi's always enjoyable.

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      Shauna L Bowling 2 years ago from Central Florida

      Manatita, I think this is your most brilliant piece to date. Turning darkness into the various forms of light from within the Soul is what we should all know. We have the power if only we are willing to see and let it in.

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      manatita44 2 years ago from london

      Well Hello, my Dear Nellieanna. How are you? I sent you a most important e-mail. Did you get it?

      Your words, as always, I might add, are simply awesome, and I bow to you with much Love and Gratitude, for gracing my page. Praise be!

      Bill, Yes, a truly great man and a wonderful human being. Like you said bro, we hang with the right crowd. Thank you for visiting my Hub.

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      Nellieanna Hay 2 years ago from TEXAS

      Your work just gives me 'goosebumps', Manatita. It's the essence of poetry and music. I can't choose a favorite line here. All of it is scintillating -- like the moonlight itself!

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      Bill Holland 2 years ago from Olympia, WA

      Wonderful dedication for one of the most creative writers on HubPages. For those reading this, you really must read Victor's works. Bravo!

      Well done, Manatita...blessings always

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      manatita44 2 years ago from london

      Dear All, Surabhi, Reynold, Jodah, Patricia.

      Everyone of you are so nice to me, some expressing their feelings in poetic forms which are lofty and sublime. I kow-tow or pranam to you all on this beautiful morning here in London, UK.

      All praise to the One within. Peace.

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      Patricia Scott 2 years ago from sunny Florida

      "Coloring the sweet scented blossoms of my soul..." O, Manatita, this phrase does just that to my Soul. Choosing just the perfect phrase makes a passage one I wish to read and reread.

      This is sublime.

      Angels are once again bringing even more blossoms your way ps

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      John Hansen 2 years ago from Queensland Australia

      Excellent poem manatita. Well done as always.

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      Reynold Jay 2 years ago from Saginaw, Michigan

      You are a whisperer of feathered words that caress the soul and dissipate as though it were a shadowy phantom of the darkness.... Well done.

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      Surabhi Kaura 2 years ago

      Wow! Pit a pat... tit tat...! "...became drunk in the bliss of infinity's wine..." Whoa! These are not words bhaiya-ji. These are jewels! Splendid. No one can write as gracefully as this. Cheers!!