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Resource name: /E-Library/Disciples/Narad/English/Poems by Narad/Early Poems_1960s/Dancing Darkness_ Round.htm
Dancing Darkness' Round
A pointless parody of self I sink
Inexorably drawn towards a dark frontier,
The Help forestalled that offers me escape
Blocked by confusion and the obstinate role of fear.
Obscurity as a gaping hole yawns forth
Dragging down the light I would be
Embarked am I upon a sea unknown
Although a bright horizon beckons me.
I see the rapid wonder-bird take wing
But I half crippled tread familiar ground
Repeating past indulgences at will
Ever the same, dancing darkness' round.
NIGHT CHILD
Into a world of darkness born
Thy folded hands beseeching light,
A temple-lamp of kingliness
Revealed in birth’s tremendous plight.
A symbol journey through a realm of tears,
The dark oppressive weight of life,
That greets the soul new-born in flesh,
While the dust of all infinity
Lies scattered on thy God-like feet;
Though speechless bringing forth the realms of sound,
And breathing gently in the sombre night,
One with the silent things of earth.
Night child, faint cries bespeak they presence,
While motionless in dreams thou liest
Aurora May 24, 1970
Over the hills and the flatlands I see
Children garbed in strength and light,
Aurora!
They opened in me a vision of Thee
Of splendour cast on the loom of night,
Aurora!
Grant as we wake that our morns may be
Offered as incense, fragrant and bright.
Aurora!
Samadhi I
How cool the marble of thy calm repose;
Millions bow to thee from earth and sky,
A thousand footfalls slowly passing by,
Serene Thou lie and perfect as the rose.
Earth Prayer
To walk through fragrant fields on feet of love
And pluck from withered blooms the seeds of life,
To greet a newer earth by Grace defined.
And harmony sow midst all these days of strife,
Rain down Spirit, voice of timeless waters,
Upon her plundered riven breast, Thy balm.
And gentle in the fold of time-born hands
Awake her timeless heart to new-born calm.
Resource name: /E-Library/Disciples/Narad/English/Poems by Narad/Early Poems_1960s/Joy of the Inner Way.htm
Joy of the Inner Way
Life
runs joyous through these limbs
And
the sounds of melodious zephyr hymns
In fields of the spirit's inner sight.
Sing
of peace, and the end of night.
An
overwhelming gratitude
Fills
the seekers inner mood
And
fragrant moments of delight
Sail
on the being's sea of light.
Resource name: /E-Library/Disciples/Narad/English/Poems by Narad/Early Poems_1960s/To Mother - A Prayer from Auroville.htm
To Mother - A Prayer From
Auroville
Oct. 5, 1970
Sweet and sacred lady of the stars
Whose simplest movement beckons trails of light
To fall in streams upon our earth-hewn heads,
Humbly lies Thy Name upon our lips.
Faint breezes stir the sapling soul to wake
Amid the perfume of Thy earthly form,
The radiating litany of song,
Thy Voice, the splendid melody of earth.
We bow, O Mystery, before Thy Feet
While colours unnameable fill the fragrant air
The incense of Thy Love, Thy Smile, Thy Touch,
To soar to heights unkn
Resource name: /E-Library/Disciples/Narad/English/Poems by Narad/Early Poems_1960s/Turn Not From Grace.htm
Turn Not From Grace
Far past the erring ways we've trod
Where feet of light would wander not
No path from us was wholly barred
Thy grace our steps have oft forgot.
Thy call we've heard, have gained Thy sight,
But if ignorant refuse new birth
Wilt Thou again in love alight
Upon this charred and ravaged earth?
Resource name: /E-Library/Disciples/Narad/English/Poems by Narad/Early Poems_1960s/Matrimandir, Auroville.htm
Matrimandir, Auroville
Inscribe
upon the memory of the trees
My
love of Her who brought me forth to these
Barren
plains where the spirit must define
The future's truth embodied in Her shrine.
Resource name: /E-Library/Disciples/Narad/English/Poems by Narad/Early Poems_1960s/The Divine Visitor.htm
The Divine
Visitor
That
he might come and I unknowing sleep,
Absorbed
in dreams and only half aware,
My storm-cloud consciousness disrupting light.
Yet
could he pass without a heart uncharmed
And
by the power of his presence, calmed?
Should
I not wake and dawn behold in night,
Some
fragrance catch on a supernal air
And
by His touch my soul's remembrance keep?