Beyond universes, at the doors of Vaikuntha,
My soul, travelled wearing different clothes,
Lively got tastes of the heaven and the hell,
And lastly it will merge within Lord Vishnu.
In between
Between the cognitive and the dissonance
Between the lover and the loved
Cradled in the arms of Vishnu I am the infinite possibility
Between states of matter is where I hold my potential
I crave to be held but who’s hands are big enough to hold infinity
Perhaps it’s a matter of bravery rather than scale
The silence between the words, I am deafening
Wooing her, as the ways of love
Show: just let her on her own move,
Attract her nor pursue,
If she comes gives no clue,
And chased, she seldom comes to coo.
Patient, awaiting turn,
Keep churning on and on,
And she smiles far off from above.
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Reflections |23.12.2024| money
Poet’s note: Lakshhmi is Hindu goddess of money and wealth. Mythology says she emerged from the Great Churning of ocean (samudra manthanam) by gods and demons. She was one of the fourteen jewels that arose from this effort. Ocean, her father, gave her in marriage to Vishnu.
To dress well seems well worth a thought,
In merit, dress matters a lot:
Dressed in silk, to Vishnu so suave,
Father Ocean his daughter gave,
In tiger skin, Shiva a venom-pot.
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Translation |22.10.2024| dress, clothes, daughter, marriage
Poet’s note: Sanskrit has thousands of verses of wisdom called Subhashhitam. This one asks a question, why should one dress well? And then proceeds to answer it by illustration. During samudra manthanam (Great Churning of Ocean), goddess Lakshmi when came out, father ocean gave her in marriage to Vishnu who was well dressed and well groomed, not to Shiva who was clad in tiger skin, and smeared with ash . Later when venom came out, it was only Shiva who could neutralize it. Think, both were eminently suitable otherwise. The transliteration of the Sanskrit verse follows:
Kim vaasasaa tatra vichaaraneeyam,
Vaasah pradhaanam khalu yogyataayaah |
Pitaambaram veekshya dadau sva-kanyaam,
Charmaambaram veekshya vishham samudrah ||
Unity of the Trinity in Christianity
The Triune Allah-Jesus-Mary concept of Islam
The Brahma-Vishnu-Shiva... one with the humanity
All amalgamate into sole wholeness and grand great charm...
Inner ethical fiber as a solid foundation
Extended rhythmic reality bonds with each being.
Incorporation, like butter with bread, truth collation
Accomplished with the self of one and the other freeing...
Physico-psychic-spiritual warmth, like gems, adorned
Socio-poltico-economic rules, like galaxies, set
Philosophic-theosophic-historic thoughts thronged
Inner equilibrium eases each and every threat...
The three-legged table, thus, does many meanings disburse.
This, in its integral form, is a unique universe...
Sweet Lord, cosmic flute player
Rama Rama Hare Hare
India's deity, mythology
Krishna Krishna
Religion oldest and largest
Incarnation of Vishnu- Guru Vishnu
Supreme God of Protection, Compassion, Tenderness, and Love
Hallelujah
Namaste`
Avatar eighth of Vishnu
Perfection I should gain; as perfect as the warmth of love,
Affluence, aspiration, and uprightness too should shove;
That substance, that essence, that omnipotent power sway,
That formal and final cause and effect only will stay...!
Could I call it Narvana, the confident negation?
Could I call it ethereal, eternal elation?
Is it one from whom the comely universe came to be?
Is it the source of all that I could see and cannot see...?
Is it Tian, the highest principle of all creation?
Is it causation, collation, and conscious cessation?
Endless energy, crucial truth, yet, indescribable,
Could its foundation and finish be so ascribable...?
Such as Brahma, Vishnu, Shiva, All-embracing Allah,
The Father, Son, and the Spirit... Amen Alleluiah...!
Waheguru and numerous god-men and women, great,
Through them, with them, in them... I'll be in an ecstatic state...!!!
17 April 2023
The consciene of the world destructed today
the ballad of the war are playing on land and bay
The flames of violence of king Daksha going on the world
Sati and the Shiva, catastrophe of dance dancing hey.
Vishnu Muni, I know you, you ended catasthophe by cutting Sati
I am calling you, sinking in darkness, towards the world today
the world has became too hot to warm the heart like fire
please throw your wheel to stop the war I would like to pray.
Human race are playing in blood , the play of destruction
monsters are rulling on , they want to do evil thereon.
Pride of power spreads its net under the umbrella of violence
the fierce flock of sheep has made world as slaughterhouse in pain.
I wish to pray to have your grace to calm down the earth
human forgets their humanity, turns into giant,fall us in dearth.
From buka to butry to batcher to barrow
Mothering many they will never know
Feeding the ever growing population
Even men have joined to meet the need
They site at points easy to reach
They are even mobile to reach all
To sustain humanity they can reach
Playing Vishnu in the theatre of fun
Some grow to restaurants and lounges
Available to all social classes of human
Serving the same function to always support
Feeding humanity as an obligation chosen
I
Hindus and their admirers often speak of their Trinity: Brahma the Creator, Vishnu the Preserver/ Sustainer. And Siva the Creative-Destroyer (in the way death of a seed, or if old family members also intimate). One theory of Cosmic origins similar to the Phoenix rising from ashes was also endorsed by the Vatican around 1920 (a Belgian priest-scientist gave us that theory of a cyclical Universe).
II
The dance of atoms, molecules, particles and waves is anticipated in the Hindu teaching that after several thousands of number of years, the cosmos atrophies, so Siva dances Creation again ( dance if molecules?). The Hindu Scripture focus more on all life and creation is nothing but vibrations. Gold and lead are dancing or it's molecules are dancing different dances, yet dancing vibrations all.
Initiation led in an immoral way
in this era of Kali
carried in pain all around
in ruse and chicane.
Here plunder is organized freely
it has became a slaughterhouse
poison is flowing everywhere and
all are engaged in ruse.
All are violent in heart and mind
inhumanity takes place in run
in each corner of the world and
all they are playing with gun.
The river has become gloomy with blood
people are dying in violent hands
all are in grief and sorrow and
there is happy no one.
All the countries are engage in war
peoples are in trap of religion
there is nothing but cruelty and
the stigma covered the full moon.
Lust and delusion overwhelmed and
pollution are taking place in each mind
they has no compassion nor they are human
wherever I look, the monster is ruling on.
In form of incarnation of Vishnu
youth, come in force, come on
why are you so poor in soul today
why dwelling like prisoner at home?
Cosmic energy porous
Luminous egg shaped torus
Flanked by Vishnu & Shiva
In the centre seated Brahma
Such is the manifestation
Directly cognised visualisation
Of a friend we know close hand
Who now before God stands
God domain Hirayangarbha
Upon which planet Hirayanyaloka
He meets Jesus & Agastyamuni
Ascended master Yukteswar Giri
The visitation of consciousness
As pure unbound awareness
To love energised Gods domain
By grace alone when ego is slain
There is of course far more to it
Each ascension marks new summits
All we hope is that this validation
Strengthens resolve of our meditation
Making love divine our orientation
29-August-2020
I
we think of the universe as a collection of planets, stars, - things or NOUNS!
there are no NOUNS out there - you may say your body has things like
HEART, lungs, kidneys ...but is that not just arbitrary in describing the body, your being?
II
The Universe is space,
The Body of Nature (Hindus ay, of VISHNU; I say my JESUS)
But space (BODY) is NOT "nothing."
Yes, it is NO THING (noun, thought up by LANGUAGE)
The universe does not get made like a sentence: Subject, verb, object!
Dancing with full of grace,
She led them to trance.
With her beautiful smile,
She enchanted them with her style.
She looked brighter than a star,
And so her name was spread afar.
For each beat,did they sing,
As delighted as the ones for the new blooming Spring.
The one like her was soo rare,
For it was Mohini herself who was there.
Deceived the Asuras with her elegance,
She did the end for Bhasmasurs's arrogance,
And then the world rejoiced with euphoria...
They stood a test of time,
Yet glorified is this shrine,
Build around 700 AD with some submerged and some exposed..
Proudly does she overlook the Bay of Bengal,
As she remains as one of the oldest structural temple,
Who constantly keeps glorifying our ancient scripts,
From the tales of King Hiranyakashipu and his son Prahalada,
Maa Durga as Mahishasurmardini and Lord Shiva along with Nandhi,his mount.
Enshrined in a small rectangular shrine is Anantashayi Vishnu,
With the external walls filled with beautiful carvings of Krishna slaying Kesi,
And dancing over Kaliya and then being seated on his vehicle Garuda.
Mesmerizing is this sight,
When seen when the light is bright,
So make sure that you visit this place, Alright
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