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Resource name: /E-Library/Disciples/Narad/English/Poems by Narad/Poems_2004/Faith In Time of Darkness.htm
Faith In Time of Darkness
Is there a soul-estrangement worse than this,
To be adrift in a once- familiar scene,
To have lost to death the sweet beloved's kiss,
To have seen life's moments flicker as on a screen
And missed the spirit-dimension wandering blind
Among the thousand faces loved and known,
The bright ideas that once had lit the mind
Encased in silence now and still as stone;
Caught in a vast penumbra of the sun
Who once emerged from caverns of the night
To gaze upon the million-bodied One,
The plenary manifestation of the light.
And of the inner life what can be said,
There is no key or none can yet be found
But faith i
Soul New-Formed
She walks no more in beauty by my side
As in the days when autumn's colours flew,
Through all the seasons of her life denied
No lovely thing its place and in the few
And faltering moments when the cancer grew
Consuming flesh, still she smiled through pain
For in her spirit's secret heart she knew
That love would last and joy be ours again.
For death the temporal God gives us release
From bodies worn that soul itself renew,
Recharged in strength return from realms of peace
New-formed in light and robed in golden hue.
Earth By Her
Have I retained more than a minute part,
A wandering mote of all I once had been,
The protecting light in which my spirit grown
Full with all the glory it had seen
And the memory of stars I once had known?
I heard a call within the silent heart
That woke my soul from its long reverie,
One came to me most terrible, most sweet
And made my life and future lives to be
A living base on which to place Her feet.
Nature in her wise and varied art
Attuned my eyes to beauty, God the rest,
A music waits its moment close above,
*The sacred gardens soon
Tehmiben
The final flame has leapt to join its source
Above the failing candle of the flesh,
The spark of its sincerity so bright
It flamed into a fire of the soul,
Burning as a beacon in our night,
A torch to guide us towards the coming Dawn.
We who gathered round this blazing light
Meet now in silence as once we leaned to her
To hear the higher knowledge from those lips
That at the last spoke only 'Ma, Ma'.
Where now the reign of sorrow when the sun
Of aspiration rises in all hearts
Touched by one who lived for Her alone?
O luminous soul could we forget your smile
Or fail to hear eternal harmonies
When from your lips 'Savitri' burst forth?
Ev
Resource name: /E-Library/Disciples/Narad/English/Poems by Narad/Poems_2004/Handmaid of the Truth.htm
Handmaid of the Truth
I live in sanctuary of the trees
Around me hosts of friends self-assured,
Saved. A moment of conviction counts
An eternity the faithful spend with God.
Not so for those who walk diminished earth
Slow to heal the million gaping wounds,
Despoilment, denudation, once divine,
But now contaminated, rape of soil,
Polluted streams, no longer spacious skies
Or oceans' purity and lakes pristine.
O human soul from this mud house arise,
The human beast transform to god-like mould
Else world-iniquities shall scream your name,
Blood lust and greed the tag of infamy,
Slave of forces far above your fears
Marionett
Bear Me a Fire
Bear me a fire to transform my soul
Anoint me with the Paradisal oil
Bring me silence in a golden bowl
And manna to sustain my age-long toil.
Offer me fragrant flowers as I prepare
To drink my fill from sacramental streams,
And wash away the dust of earthly care.
Robe me in starlight and the moon's silver beams
And guide my spirit gently to slowly come,
Cleansed of impatience, ego, desire, deceit
And the accumulations I called my home,
Once more to kneel before Her lotus feet.
When Shall We
When shall we hear beyond the shoals
Of ignorant seas in which we strive,
The music chambered in our souls,
The harmony for which we live,
The 'aves' of a thousand choirs
Chanting the marriage of the dawn,
And melodies the heart desires
Through star-clad night and sun-bright morn.
When shall we see undimmed by tears,
With the awakened eye within
Beauty's face that through the years
Above our songs of sadness and sin?
When shall we dream and recreate
The joy supreme known to those
Great spirit guides who watch and wait
For darkness failing in its throes.
When shall we be, not just become,
No longer think
O Soul
O soul thou hast drunk deep of beauty's ways
But where is silence and the calm heart's peace,
Surrender in these swiftly passing days
When shall the tiresome sense-life's traffic cease?
The spark of aspiration grown a flame
Wavers still in the uncertain light
Of human interaction and the game
Of clashing egos might on blinded might.
God's plan lies hid or none can yet be seen
But an ancient gladness ripples through the soul,
One feels an unnamed guidance gently wean
The spirit from mind's overworn control.
Soon shall a touch surprise our mortal soil
And justify the ages' patient toil.
Resource name: /E-Library/Disciples/Narad/English/Poems by Narad/Poems_2004/Upon the Souls Frontier.htm
Upon the Soul's Frontier
As if a passing cloud concealed the sun
Things now are veiled that once shone bright and clear
And yet no darkness can obscure the One
Whom we have seen upon the soul's frontier.
He has borne the agony that hate's increase
Inflicts upon the saviours of mankind,
I see behind his rock-like strength the peace
Of a vast and calm imperturbable mind.
The cup of worldly poisons he has drained
And from his lips our earthly ears have heard,
Among the ills by ignorance sustained,
The voice of God and the immortal word,
The promise of a love that conquers all.
The Bride by him unveiled and luminous
Appeared
Increase My Faith
O thou who know'st the secrets of the stars
Look in this heart, all lingering darkness rout
And see if there remains behind the scars
A love with strength enough to seek thee out.
For it is late, the years steal quickly past,
I cannot boldly press towards the light,
Give me the inner strength that I may last
Beyond the crowding shadows of the night
And patience to behold thy face again
Beyond the vacillating moods of prayer,
The remnants of desire causing pain;
For yet the vital clings to its despair,
The mind distracted focuses its aim
On too familiar things or circles round
Remembrances, forgetting that it c