Inner Galaxy-Ethereal Lanterns
In the dark opaque night,
across the sonorous space of silence,
enfolding the languid landscape of existence,
bereft of the beguiled essence in indolent life,
my forsaken journey’s pathway meanders
in the gloomy labyrinth of torment.
Trudging at the fringe of trying tolerance,
I hear the whispering wind of wisdom
tell me, this journey has no meaningful end.
I’m in the nebulous ambit of ambiguity,
find the desolate soul in the grip of agony.
As I see the overcast bleak sky crash down,
I collect fortitude from the debris of hope,
pray for the healing touch of the almighty.
In this sacred time of the year,
I travel liberated out of the abyss of despair,
on the blessed inward journey,
through the pious layers of consciousness,
perceive in the sanctum of the devout soul
the radiance of the divine beacon,
illumining the corridor to the abode of bliss.
The portals of the inner domain then open,
where the piety lotus blooms for me,
suffused with omnipresent gleam of God’s grace.
My soul shines with the ethereal radiance
in the infinite depth of the discernment space,
like the flaring brilliance of thousand suns.
In my self-searching spiritual odyssey
toward the edge of the enlightened eternity,
I perceive the glow of the inner galaxy,
that turns me into a living lantern.
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2024
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