Poem - The Delegate to the Festival of Light
Bring me the opal cups of the bloom of morning-glory
Fill them with the wine brewed from the divine Ecstasy
I have been named a Delegate to the Festival of Light
Bring me the crown of fire
Sprinkle silvery dust of the stars in my hair,
The spring tide has verily flooded my soul.
Bring me a psyche-rose love-fed source of perennial delight
Make up my lips with the yearning of the pomegranate seeds
Glad hymns of a realised dreams haunt my ears.
Bring me the sandals that tread the path of the tenderest love
And the mystic flag blue and gold of undying hope,
Summon the cresent-moon to take me to the Carnival.
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Niranjan Guha Roy- 1960
Sharanagata
The meaning of surrender is becoming clear in my consciousness.
When in a sacred moment of rising aspiration we throw ourselves at Your lotus feet
offering all our life, all we are, our past, present and future
and take refuge exclusively in You,
rely and depend on You alone
and leave everything to You without any demand,
willing to accept whatever comes from You or is taken away from us,
ready to serve You in any way You want,
when we become a docile, vibrant instrument in Your hands,
then only we realise the profound significance of surrender - Sharanagata -
one who has taken refuge in the Divine Mother, the Supreme.
This surrender is progressive.
The aspiring soul is progressively possessed by the divine consciousness
An integral surrender will necessarily l
lead to identification with the divine consciousness.
Whatever is given to the Divine is transmuted and possessed by Him
Finally the Divine alone acts through the instrument
in order to further develop the divine life on earth.
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N.Guha Roy
some words from Sri Aurobindo - a veil behind the heart.....
A veil behind the heart, a lid over the mind
Divide us from the Divine
Love and devotion rend the veil
In the quietude of the mind the lid thins and vanishes
The Adventurer
I have left behing the familiar shores, lakes and torrents, harmless shallow river ways.
Higher than the higher peaks of mind which no man can climb
Deeper than the deepest abyss of life which no diving whale can fathom,
Further than the fancy's utmost extended range
Waits the new world of million tuned harmony.
My keel is on the unchartered ocean, I have thrown all useless cargo overboard
Haeven's blessings, the pouring rain have cleansed my deck of the petrifed slimes of the ages
O Supreme Being, my Captain, I have faith in Your skill I am wholly yours,
I fully trust You , the wheel of my destiny is safe in Your hand
But for You O Knower of the unmarked open sea lanes,
Each moment would be a near disaster in the adventure of the unknown
Beyond the tracherous sharp edges lies the promised land where the Golden Sun never sets.
Your name be thrice blessed, By Your Grace my fragile boat is now on the port
On the other side of the ocean enjoying at last freedom.
You have lifted the veil over my soul, my heart kneels down before You in gratitude.
Inside, outside, above and below I meet Your reassuring eyes.
Peace has flowed into my body, life, mind and soul.
A handful of common sand witholds in it unborn divinities.
My life is now an unbroken song of glory pulsating somewhere in the immesurable Spirit-Space
Such is Your mystery,
even if all were abolished, You remain undiminished
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In this solemn hour,
some reckless souls, enchanted by the call of the eternal Mother,
Unoticed are crossing a secret barrage of mystic fire
To emerge into the vast supermind ruled by a golden Sun
Where all is spirit, sorrow impossible, joy the substance of life.
All creatures great and small
Om Douce Mère
In this new year
May Your divine Grace protect them all
May they be happy
A message from the Mother for New Year
Lord, the year is dying and our gratitude bows down to Thee,
Lord, the year is re-born, our prayer rises up to Thee.
Let it be for us also the dawn of a new life
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The Mother - 1934
The Universal Incarnation - Poem by Sri Aurobindo
The Universal Incarnation
There is a wisdom like a brooding Sun
A bliss in the heart's crypt grown fiery white
The heart of a world in which all hearts are one
A silence on the mountain of delight
A Calm that cradles Fate upon the knees;
A wide compassion leans to embrace eath's pain
A Witness dwells within our secrecies
The incarnate Godhead in the body of man.
Our mind is a glimmering curtain of that Ray
Our strenght a parody of the immortal power
Our joy a dreamer on the Eternal's way
Hunting the fugitive'beauty of an hour
Only on the heart's veiled door the word of flame
Is written, the secret and tremendous Name
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Light - Poem by Sri Aurobindo
Light
Light, endless Light! darkness has room no more,
Life's ignorant gulfs give up their secrecy:
The huge inconscient depths unplumbed before
Lie glimmering in vast expectansy.
Light, timeless Light, immutable and apart!
The holy sealed mysterious doors unclose.
Light , burning Light! fom the Infinite's diamond heart
Quivers in my heart where blooms the deathless rose.
Light in the rapture leaping through the nerves!
Light, brooding Light! each smitten passionate cell
In a mute blaze of ecstasy preserves
A living sense of the Imperishable.
I move in an ocean of stupendous Light
Joining my depths to His eternal height
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Sri Aurobindo
the destined souls
The courageous soul
The yoga cannot and must not be forced on people.
Some souls are destined to do yoga.
There are two signs, one negative and the other positive.
In the first case one is totally disgusted with the utter absurdity of the present life
in the human society led by the blind egocentric mental-vital consciousness.
The awakened soul desperatly seeks a solution
and is willing to pay any price to get out of this general insanity.
This quest leads straight to the spiritual path.
In the other case, the soul is aware of its mission on earth,
the very meaning of its birth in a human body.
It is aware of the absurdity, the ignorance and suffering in the world but it knows fully
that only by discovering the spiritual Reality one would find the true liberation
There are some rare souls audacious and daring who are not satisfied with their own liberation
but they want to change the unhappy tragic conditions of life through spiritual means .
These are the souls who would eagerly accept the yoga of Sri Aurobindo - the yoga of transformation.
This particular yoga is for the souls fired by the invincible flame of aspiration
and in contact with their inner psychic being
"This yoga cannot be won by the weak" says The Mother
But in spite of all the difficulties on the way,
if we are really sincere, She will take us safely on the other shore.
We are all imperfect and the Mother accepts us as we are.
All She demands from us is sincerity.
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N.Guha Roy
Transformation of desire in aspiration
Desire is the tyrannical king of all human beings
Desire is the fire put in man by God in His divine wisdom.
Man roams ceaselessly in search of happiness, always disappointed.
The smoking black fire grows, becomes intense, more and more clear.
Man abandons hunting for a short lived material happiness.
The desire becomes more refined, it pursues a less fragile happiness.
One day when man has tasted, exhausted all the known happiness,
He turns his glance to the unexplored Infinity, to the unknown.
The earthly fire becomes a sacred flame which rises towards the sky.
Desire is transformed into a burning aspiration for the eternal joy,
World is supported by the divine Felicity hidden in the atoms.
Attracting by His irresistible bliss, the supreme Divinity
Leads all the creation towards the sublime metamorphosis.
The being who tasted only once the nectar of immortality roams no more.
The long , mad, painful search stops.
All in him burns as a single flame, a single appeal
" Come my love, O Lord of bliss. "
The ant does not look any more for sugar
It swims in an ocean of bliss.
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N.Guha Roy