THE SUPREME SURRENDER
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 28th Jan, 2020)
Lost in Solitude's celestial surprise
Dazed by the dazzling dews of the
skyless hue;
The spirit in me awakes to the audacious adventure
Clad with impeccable iridescent hue.

The sky shakes its silvery flowers
Of starlit mirth and moonlit joy,
An alien Delight reigns over Earth
To take you to the Land of Bliss far away.

There dwells the lonesome lovely heart
In harmony's kingdom of the highest order ;
The hierarchy of the Supreme Felicity
In the midst of the spotless splendour.

The Sun goes humbler as it rises high:
Humility of the most magnanimous soul,
The Divine principle of Wisdom profound
The long-sought quest of the human goal.

The Earth turns timid in her tiresome toil
Of disharmony's delirium dreadful dance,;
All her attempts to make man Human
In an ennobled sacrosanct birth.

The gladsome gifts of the grateful Green
Are showered down at the feet of earth;
To let you live in Gratitude's ken -
With grace and dignity of an angelic heart.

The seraphic Damsel sheds tears from Sky
At the pressing plight of the Creation's Art;
So perfect and sublime once upon a time,
Now sleepless laments in the limitless Vast.

The beautiful Blossoms bring Bliss transcendent
Love's endless ecstasy enlivens the soul,
"Surrender unconditional" - the One Rule inalienable
To reach Humanity's the most cherished goal.

The little "I" that lies in you and me
The Ego that raises its head so high;
The insignificant Self:s earthly compromise
Brings sorrow and agony and timeless sigh.

The priceless Bounty of the Beatitude's crown,
The immortal treasure of Rapture recondite;
The Creation garbed in an eternal radiance
Of Compassion infinite in prophetic foresight.

Be vast like the Ocean,
Be ever-giving like the noblest tree
The Art of Giving is vibrant in Nature -
The Creation is the ceaseless Poetry.
Make its Liberty an integrated Whole,
Freedom beyond the freedom vast,
"Supreme Surrender" as your life divine's Goal.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Puri)

THE SOUL
It's when -
The dark veil drops down,
And the vesper Moon speaks not mirth,
Listless lips sing no lullaby
To the tired brown body of the Earth;
I hear You!
Oh Divine Music!
Close to my ears -
In the fatigued spirit's inmost dark.
The lonely night
Can herald the Dawn of
the mightiest Might -
Lying deep within each heart.
Leads to the realm of Light
Shines ever in the firmament blissful and bright.

Do you think -
The Ascetic in the cave
Or on his mountain top
Does nothing,
Just idles away time?
He fills the world with Power sublime -
In greater awakening.
Changes it by his Soul-state in elixir of the Supreme.

Work is done
In solitary sojourn
Alone and unknown!
Unseen by mundane eyes,
It's vague surmise!
Mind can never trek the inaccessible height -
Of Consciousness and Bliss infinite.
As you are always alone
to face feelings of dubious doubt and false compromise.

Thus arduous is thy path
Replete with fictitious pride.
You seek not Him -
The Shelter Supreme
in Ego's blind ken;
The One, ever luminous
Sits in the summit of the highest Illumination:
The ecstatic Paradise -
above matter, spirit and mind,
As every cloud ushers into a silver lining;
Even the Blackhole of despair can have the most glorious Beginning.
Sail on! Oh Lone Sailor!
On the sea of life
In the midst of tempest and strife,
Listen to the clarion Call -
Beyond limits of sky and earth,
There Heaven is ever azar
in its azure mirth,
The Sun sets not
Forever blithe,
.... And no mortal fear
Of death and disease.
Life is endless, green in the Eternal habitat, FREE.
Do you ever long to reach the Height,
Of the Supreme Might?
In your Soul's flight?
Break the bar: your EGO -
You have created -
In the long runway of life
Of fake pleasure and a failing strife.
Then only -
You are One with the Supreme Delight.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 10 Feb 2019)
02.00 hours. Puri

IN OPULENCE OF THE INEFFABLE
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
Soaring higher in the breeze
Making clouds your near,
The dearest kin I could ever imagine
With pain as the greatest pleasure.

Far beyond the firmament's heights
Dwells the Sweetheart pure,
The only delightful Land of Bliss
Where the Soul is without fear.

My feelings are fathomless deep within
The heart is overjoyed with cheer,
Such is the land I could ever imagine
Where eyes shed not sorrow's tear.

Dwell not, Dear in the seraphic Bliss
All alone in the untrod Ken of Alone,
Oblivious to the Tryst of the forgotten yore
Lost in the sublime solitude of days bygone.

The Heaven's whisper invade the lonely hours
The Call Beyond from the Kingdom of the Vast,
There You sit sovereign in Spring-spangled rapture
With passion and purity of the most melancholic heart.

The rarest moments spent on Earth
All now look remote and strange,
The precious precincts of the untrod ken
Now forsaken, desolate in their own mystic ways.

The sweet soft murmurs of the mountain brook
Tells tales of Infinity's endless Love,
The eternal Sunshine and the Moon-rapt marvel
Inspire the Spirit within to rise above.

Bliss is sacred, unierrupted Delight
No human mortal could ever
dare to tread,
Needs no rest, nor sleep, no night to alight
Death even fears to reach near the almost dead.

Words spoken in ether spread so fast
With no mortal ears to hear
The inner audience listens to it at first
Greets them with the utmost cheer.

There you rest in that invisible realm
With distant dreams cherished at heart,
The all-transcending limits of earthly ken
The life Divine blooming in a diviner Birth.

So, let me soar higher in the breeze
Oh Heaven's Flower!
Descend no more on Earth,.
The Heaven and Earth meet in the choicest compromise
To make us deathless in the deathless Vast.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 3rd Jan 2020)

THE QUEST
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
In tireless moments of momentous efforts,
The quest rises within the deepest being
Transcending all limits of desire
And mundane cravings.
The physical is not the limit:
It is finite.
Your primordial longings for Bliss infinite
Make not your mind as the goal of life;
Ego-self not the destination.
Though the earth clasps tight,
Allows you not to rise above petty limits.
But the flame is lit.
The soul seeks to soar higher
In his sun-lit splendours and moon-lit ecstasy.
Sleep loses its slumber,
Dream does meet death
In Beauty's muse
Ever sublime, pure and sanguine.
Eternity ever alive
In new awakenings


Of revelations;
Man, not the summit of evolution,
Higher than him there -
Exists the Soul-force,
Trying to evolve
In the flowering of a new Creation
Of the One Universal Principle
Of the unique world order of the greatest Harmony.

(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar)

THE SUBTLE TOUCH
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
Just when the sky showers
Its invisible Mirth
In disquiet hours;
The carnival of splendour
Enamours the untouched Vast
The dark clouds dawn upon Earth.
Thunders play trumpet
In lightening's brightest brilliance;
And I sit in mind's labyrinth
Peopled by a distant precinct's
Gestures and surmise
Lurking behind a prognostic Birth.
Eyes looking through an eyeless muse,
The Celestial Carol casting its amazing hues,
The Golden Bridge joins the present to the past:
Earth's intercession with Eternity for the prodigious Birth.

All reluctant reveries of the vagrant loiterer,
The Bacchic delight of the mundane roisterer,
The forgotten revelry of the forsaken wassailler,
The day's disharmony of disdain and discordance
Soon lose semblance
In Supreme's magnificent Act.

The One Touch intangible vibrant in the ether,
With Spring's resplendence
The longings of the Seeker,
The aureate fragrance from the Bliss-clad Rapture
Alight upon Earth.
To make the One Touch vibrant
With a Mystic significance.
The Subtle Touch
Alive in sleep's sleepless Vast.
The ceaseless murmuring downpour
Makes the mortal:
The New Sailor enlightened
For journey to the shoreless Shore
The Novel Artist in Infinity's Art.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar, 20th August, 2019)

A FERVENT APPEAL
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
Call me  Invisible to my distant dreamland of divine Bliss,
Where rapture plays with resplendent hue,
Everywhere vibrant the Song of symphony -
Of a Mystic melody christened by you.
All is complacent, all is pleasing
Dawn wakes up in its pinkish joy
All-encompassing!

Paint not the marvel Oh earthly Painter -
It's Seraph-enchanting  delight,
Stop a while to see it smile
Vast, bewitching which benumbs your mortal sight.
Your painting brushes and colours fail to catch,
The Intangible's dewy touch at every little glance.
Seems as if a flickering glimpse soon to fade away,
Nature's amazing never-ending play.
All is ecstasy, pure and sublime,
The voiceless Voice's unending rhyme.

Build no more castles Oh Mortal Dweller -
Waste not mortar, brick and plaster around you,
You will fail to catch each and every endeavour -
The One weaves around you.
He moons in the glory of His Omnipotence!
The Guiding Principle All-Transcendent!

The countless drops of nectar drip from the heavenly Blue
Wings your moments with celestial mirth,
An aureate rhapsody is in resonance
In the midst of musical symmetry of a new Earth.
Dazzels her visage in the beatific brilliance
The symbolic Godhead's Cosmic Dance!

The breeze blossomed with flowers of elegance
The Moon sends angelic carols from above,
The Golden Bridge joins Earth to Sky
Promising sunbeams of Divine Love.
All is changing like lightening fast,
Things in decadence forgotten and buried in distant past.

The falling cascades dance no more violent and wild
The Zephyr murmurs soft solemn muse mild
In her most childlike innocence,
The Creation's Harmony has long been broken and cast aside
By a demoniac devilish dance.
Hidden in the dark depth a future flamboyant -
Evolves out despite man-made reluctance.

Oh Man! Fallen and derelict
Make no more any uproar,
With your fictitious ambitions high
Dr Faustus in mortal fear!
Forgotten your goal,
"The choice is imperative :Truth or Abyss, be dead sure".
Life human given to you as a boon
The Providence alert, try not to gain at the cost of the other.
All have equal rights to live
All are being looked after -
By the never-dropping eyelids of the Unique Master.
In His realm, silence reigns sovereign,
He sits silent but He is Supreme.
The toughest Master for the Man-Monster,
The deadliest Devil for the devilish Being.
He is magnificent, unique
He too is mean.
The One formidable King!
He is Seer, He is seen.
He is Player, He is the play-thing.
You are tiny specks of dust at His Snare -
To be thrown away as an amusement thing.
Play no more your tricks with the dreadful Dear,
Disclose not the itinerary of your childish chore,
He knows the best -
How to thrash you, cast you away
and bring you back ashore
And do all the best.

The Seer Immortal
Sits in the immobile Vast,
The One Omnipotent!
Can throw off your EGO ascendant.
He can make your life a hell of turmoil
Or a meaningful Whole.
You are ever at His door,
Do surrender
And hearken to His Clarion Call.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar, 21.06.2019)

SOMEONE SOMEWHERE
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
Oh Dear, my dear, my ever Sweet Dear
Tell me where do you now live?
Whether Earth's Paradise or Heaven's
El Dorado
Live alone in your Soul's delightful blithe.

The sweet melody of the little birds
Wings your hours with limitless mirth,
Your dwelling is the measureless masquerade
Of an invisible immortal Birth.

The Dawn descends with her soft solemn footsteps
Delivers the visionary message of the Unknown,
Your unseen presence soon touches my heart's inmost recess
Where I sit oblivious of the world
on my own.

The swaying cascades in their gladsome dance
Send Mystic signals in solitude,
At once makes your subtle presence vibrant in air
To aureate the splendours of Beatitude.

The bubbling babbles rise so fast
From the deep blue ocean's breast,
Your whisper and whistle reverberate in ether
Just at a glance I touch the momentous moment.

The Night sky sparkles with Eden-like
magnificence
Star-spangled moonbeams speak of Bliss,.
I listen then to your muse-moist murmur
And feel the rarest rainbow-rapt kiss.

Oh Dear! My Sweet Invisible Dear!
Tell me the name of the land you dwell,
Just a glimpse I long to have of you
And bid adieu to this earthly hell.

The Sun-robed mountains utter the Truth:
Vast, Golden and Sublime,
The thunderous rains with their sobbing tears
Sing Nature's ceaseless rhyme.


There you appear in a sudden flicker
In lightening's unforeseen advance,
Then you play hide and seek beneath the clouds
In their clamorous frightful dance.

Just a touch of yours is here and there
On the huge stretch of Blue,
Ever enlivening for the tired brown earth
Full of revelry and unseized awe.

The rare roisterer of joy of
buoyant moments -
The lone Emperor in the Kingdom of Victory,
The solemn Grace offers its gratitude
In untold felicity of self-rapt mystery.

So, there you sit on your triumphant throne
Alone on the peak of your archetypal win,
Far removed from Earth's periphery beyond time and space -
Like Godhead's nearest Kin.
(Bijoylakshmi Das Haridwar. 28th June 2019)








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