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Lost in The Valley of Sorrow. By Manatita

Updated on July 1, 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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Lost in the Valley of Sorrow: A Prayer.

I am looking for a road I cannot find.

The way is too dense and the Path

Is engulfed by shadows.

All around me is the melody of suffering;

The transparent drops trickling down my eyelids,

Epitomise the reflections of a saddened soul.

Oh Great One, You have given me more than I can bear!

I have always tried to please You.

Now what have You given me in return?

Alas! I see only blackness, and I am sunk in despair.

Dearly Beloved, do strengthen my heart, and

Enhance my capacity to see Your Light.

Manatita 13th June, 2013.


A comforting glow.

Sun shines on a radiant face.

Dazzling full moon;

Blue sky with snow-coloured clouds.

The songs of winding tadpoles.

Still pond, meandering streams;

Delicate drops falling of the lotuses.

The cool of spring rain.

Nature breathes through my pores

And invigorates my life.

It refreshes the spirit and

Rejuvenates my soul.

Immersed within its majesty,

I stand unmoving in peaceful stillness.

Manatita 16th June, 2013.


The music of the mind appeases the senses.

The music of togetherness tends to mend fences.

Beauty and radiance maintain their sweet smile,

Sunflowers dance to the breath of the child.

Nature’s rhythm is a powerful start,

To the music that thrills an aspiring heart.

Gratitude sings in quest of the Goal,

Aspiration touches the Light of the soul.

Ambition music serenades the finite;

While Soulful music embraces the infinite.

Manatita 16th June, 2013


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      manatita44 3 years ago from london

      Phyllis, I responded to you but I seem to have lost it. Let me get back to London fron NY on Sunday and I will write again. Thank you so much.

      Tillsontitan: If you have the time, you will find me here. NYU Skirball Center, Greenwich Village, 566 La Guardia Place on Frid 29th Aug, at 1930 hrs for our Songs of The Soul, Tribute Concert. Would love to see you.

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      Phyllis Doyle Burns 3 years ago from High desert of Nevada.

      Manatita, dear friend, your first poem is so beautiful when one can look deep into the words and feel the reason for the sorrow that will eventually strengthen the heart and heal the soul. There was a time when I asked God "why did you give me a mountain I cannot climb?" This was years ago -- and a new song came out expressing the same question and struggles. I would sing the song and cry my heart out with sorrow and anger, yet eventually I understood why I was given that mountain and I embraced it, overcame it, learned and healed my heart and soul. This is why your Valley of Sorrow poem has touched me so deeply. Thank you for this reminder that keeps me strong. Blessings to you.

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      manatita44 3 years ago from london

      Thank you so much Ruby Rose.

      God bless your loving heart.

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      Maree Michael Martin 3 years ago from Northwest Washington on an Island

      The love from these words will move mountains, very soothing.

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      manatita44 4 years ago from london

      Cleaner 3: Much appreciation for your kind sentiments. Appreciated.

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      manatita44 4 years ago from london

      My Father loved the psalms. "Yea, though I walk in the valley of the shadows of death ... Thy rod and staff shall comfort me."

      Good on you, Blossom. Here's a spontaneous poem for you:



      You remind me of the charming lotus.

      Unfolding, dispassionate, and yet

      With a strong sense of duty

      And hallowed purpose.

      Blossoms, your fragrance, your innocence;

      Your purity of being, are sufficient unto themselves

      Yet soothes my Spirit.

      When the snowflake falls,

      You embrace it gently in welcoming arms.

      Such is the beauty that embellishes you.

      -Manatita 19th June, 2013.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 4 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      Lovely poems, and like MsDora, they remind me of the Psalms, especially the one that I was reading this morning.

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      manatita44 4 years ago from london

      My esteemed friend, Tillsontitan.

      Many Higher blessings and loving thoughts.

      Vkwok: Glad my poems touched you so.

      Sooner or later I will go into devotionals. Kind of like:

      "You are beautiful, more beautiful, most beautiful.

      Beauty unparalleled in the garden of paradise.

      Day and night may the image of Thy form

      Remain embedded inside my heart.

      Without You, my eyes have no vision.

      Everything is barren; everything is useless.

      Al around me, the melody of tenebrous pangs I hear.

      O my Lord, o my beautiful Lord, o my Lord of beauty!

      In this lifetime, even for a fleeting second,

      May I be blessed with the boon to see Thy face."

      - Sri Chinmoy (From memory) Not complete and also copyrighted.

      Thank you so much, my sweet friend. Much peace.

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      Mary Craig 4 years ago from New York

      Beautiful Manatita! Each poem having it's own inspiration and beauty. They "rejuvinate my soul", well said!

      Voted up, awesome, and beautiful.

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      manatita44 4 years ago from london

      Guru was once asked a question about despair, and I have to say he gave a surprising answer. It was a beautiful answer about how despair and sadness can sometimes help us. So I try to write one or two poems like this from time to time.

      Yes, David was a great example. I am not in his league. He was a genuine God-lover. Sri Chinmoy teaches that when the God-lover writes such poetry, it is not for himself, he is doing it to serve or inspire others. I believe that David was like this.

      Sorry to ramble on. I really appreciated you stopping by. Higher blessings.

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      Dora Weithers 4 years ago from The Caribbean

      Inspirational Indeed! The prayer reminds me of David's psalm. They are all beautiful and energizing. Thanks for sharing your exceptional talent.

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      cleaner3 4 years ago from Pueblo, Colorado

      very inspirational poetry.. i like it ..!