THE LAW OF BEING

By: Bijoylakshmi Das
May 13, 2021, 10:42 IST


THE LAW OF BEING

(BIjoylakshmi Das)

Blue is the Ocean

Blue is the Vast,

Blue is the mountain:

All is Nature’s surrealist Art.

Dark is your mind

Loves to live in the Dark,

Prey to Inconscience-

Of Matter’s ignorance stark.

Pleasure you think as birthright

Your mind’s eyes are blind,

How can you envision

The Supreme- the most compassionate and kind?

It is His signature

In each and every Nature’s act,

You will do unpardonable crime

And still think Nature not to react?

Your life as human

To do welfare to others,

But you play the Demon’s role

Then the One Will interferes.

You are mad and blind

Your greed exceeds the limit,

You want to rule the world

Where for a short while you do exist.

You are in utter illusion

You dwell in fake paradise,

Build castles in air

Even if close is your demise.

From the clay you are born

In clay you will meet your death,

No one knows when

You approach the last breath.

Be not a beast, Oh Man of today!

You are in the dreamland of self-made dismay.

Whatever you sow, only you have to reap,

The good and the bad all the Eternity’s record keeps.

(12th May 2021)

MESSAGE FROM ETERNITY
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
(1)
Look not at the world with matter’s eyes you see,
It’s a vague beginning without any useful compromise;
The inviolable norms and the infallible rules of the unerring Absolute,
Can onle be fathomed with Wisdom’s enlightening eye.
(2)
In the true liberty of the Soul lives the inconceivable Bliss,
The cosmic Creatrix’s dance in her rapturous seraphim heights;
Your mind’s mask can only unravel the nescient dark’
Go beyond Mind….there lies freedom’s elixir in its
all-pervading expanse.
(3)
Your desolate despondency feigns what your self is not to be,
The mystic secret hides within all turbulence of your mind’s subconscious sea,
The pinnacle of success lies deep hidden in the debris of a pandemonium,
The Sphinx of the Soul will rise out of the eidolon of the golden ecstasy.
(4)
Incommunicable in the inner silence’s sublimity,
The amazing heights of the unreachable cast their iridescent gleam,
Envisioning the apparent plight of the creation camouflaged in surface peril,
The Infinite rejoices in the prowess of its indomitable Will.
(5)
In your attempt of the escapade into the unknown Beyond,
The plenitude’s treasure opens its doorway in each and every second;
Break asunder the bond of ignorance: the cause of pleasure and pain,
Then you will become Man immortal as Divine incarnate to reign again.
(25th May 2021, 0330 hours)

SILENCE OF THE SEA
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 29th Nov 2020)
Silence in the sea
Silence all around,
Silence is sublime
Silence is the sound.
Blue of the ocean,
Blue of the Vast;
Blue is the mind
Nature’s surrealist Art!
Green is the Beauty
Green woodland vast,
Green is the forest
That dwells in your heart.
Asceticism in the air
Ascetic sits within,
Merge deep into its trance
The Omnipotent speaks within.
Away from the noise
Away from life,
The Pilgrim of the soul
Seeks Wisdom recondite.
Bliss is tranquil
Always sylvan-rapt,
Live in its kingdom,
Love the transcending act.
The mud and the mire
Only in the world outside,
Lies in the depth
Fortitude’s purity in pride.
Light is within
Once you dive into the dark,
The sacred iridescence –
Profound, naked and stark.
Blind is your Ego
When you are bound in it,
Live in the freedom
That lies beneath.
Freedom from desires
Is freedom from slavery,
Freedom of the soul
Is divine elixir.
Love’s limitless bounty
Drops from above,
You are not body, nor mind
But an indivisible part of love.
Creation all-embracing
With the most compassionate heart,
“Sharing and Caring”
Learn its beautiful Art.
Paint your pure thought
On its canvas infinite,
Rise above the Ego
Enjoy Freedom’s height.
You are a drop of divine elixir
That drops down upon Earth,
Be worthy of it
Fulfill your divine birth.
(29th November 2020, Golden Beach,Puri)

IN SOLEMNITY’S DEPTH
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
(Published in Speaking Tree Website of Times of India)
Blue of the vast endless stretch before me,
The mystery of the miracle is on play in the azure sea;
The euphoria of the enlivening welcome makes my mortal eyes closed,
The Bliss of the blessedness of the depth seeks an outlet to rise above.
Though there is storm in the air, tumultuous turbulence in the tide,
Mind knows not why in the sublime silence longs to reside;
The mirthful dance of lightening all around, but I sleep sound in solitude’s arcane depth,
The hurricane’s heavenly delight showers its illimitable celestial Grace.
The invisible Architect’s flamboyant poignant appeal,
To man in distress lost in the cobweb of his self-made peril;
The Omnipotent sits within, always calm, unperturbed and tranquil,
In my quiescent quest’s masquerade I meet my Beloved’s most solemn appeal.
The slow tread of the invisible Infinite alights upon Earth,
To wipe out all disharmony in Creation in its wrathful mirth,
Affranchised from the empire of Elysian heights the One Touch is ever vibrant-
With Love’s limitless Bounty, gifts of faith and certitude pure and sacrosanct.
The prodigious future foretells its fortuitous aeonic rise,
To cradle the golden future in its new awakening’s surrealist sunrise;
The roaring heights of the waves reveal Nature’s magnificent rendezvous,
The Infinity seeks the finite to enthrall in its endazzling hue.
The ephemeral’s earnest aspiration to embrace the Eternity’s solace vast,
The mortal’s primeval quest to reach the unreachable Immortality at last;
The revival’s resurgence reverberates in the new resurrection’s rise,
Evolution never traces backward despite man’s frailties and fake surmise.
Every life is a Blossom in the Spring-spangled Paradise of the One unique Whole,
Awake and arise from the stupor of Ego, O Man, do recognize your divine Goal.(28th Nov 2020)

IN SOLEMNITY’S DEPTH
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
(Published in Speaking Tree Website of Times of India)
Blue of the vast endless stretch before me,
The mystery of the miracle is on play in the azure sea;
The euphoria of the enlivening welcome makes my mortal eyes closed,
The Bliss of the blessedness of the depth seeks an outlet to rise above.
Though there is storm in the air, tumultuous turbulence in the tide,
Mind knows not why in the sublime silence longs to reside;
The mirthful dance of lightening all around, but I sleep sound in solitude’s arcane depth,
The hurricane’s heavenly delight showers its illimitable celestial Grace.
The invisible Architect’s flamboyant poignant appeal,
To man in distress lost in the cobweb of his self-made peril;
The Omnipotent sits within, always calm, unperturbed and tranquil,
In my quiescent quest’s masquerade I meet my Beloved’s most solemn appeal.
The slow tread of the invisible Infinite alights upon Earth,
To wipe out all disharmony in Creation in its wrathful mirth,
Affranchised from the empire of Elysian heights the One Touch is ever vibrant-
With Love’s limitless Bounty, gifts of faith and certitude pure and sacrosanct.
The prodigious future foretells its fortuitous aeonic rise,
To cradle the golden future in its new awakening’s surrealist sunrise;
The roaring heights of the waves reveal Nature’s magnificent rendezvous,
The Infinity seeks the finite to enthrall in its endazzling hue.
The ephemeral’s earnest aspiration to embrace the Eternity’s solace vast,
The mortal’s primeval quest to reach the unreachable Immortality at last;
The revival’s resurgence reverberates in the new resurrection’s rise,
Evolution never traces backward despite man’s frailties and fake surmise.
Every life is a Blossom in the Spring-spangled Paradise of the One unique Whole,
Awake and arise from the stupor of Ego, O Man, do recognize your divine Goal.(28th Nov 2020)

THE DIVINE ROMANCE
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 10thOctober 2020)
(Published in Speaking Tree Website of Times of India)
May I have to touch the dreary dreams of the distant Blue?
To make it mirth-wrapped with the magnificent soulful skyless hue
Away from the din and bustle world’s uproar I build my beatific desolate den,
In the seraphic splendour of the woodland heights in its solitary sylvan ken
The heavenly boughs play laughing in the mountain’s loving lap,
Wisdom’s sunrays bathe them in their sun-clad enlivened clasp;
The song of Creation’s beginning’s first symphony in my inner ears I do always hear,
I retire in my diamond reverie’s rapturous deep with no human ever to interfere.
My Soul’s sanguine yearnings to be expunged from the earthly limits,
Not to be bound by desires and to reach the Supreme’s boundless summit;
To that pure land of Bliss my Spirit forever longs to soar,
The perfection’s peerless prescience where exist neither friend nor foe.
Rain’s ravishing uninterrupted roar all around, lightning’s lonesome dance,
With no human traveler as my playmate I enjoy the all-transcending trance;
With thunder as my armour Oh! I love the amorous airy breeze,
The solemn whisper of my Sweetheart I listen to in the surrealist release!
I sit sovereign in my solitude’s untouched sublime heights,
The lone sailor of the somber dark of the journey’s dolorous night;
The titanic torpor all around but I sail peerless in the cosmic ocean vast,
Truth as the only trustworthy guide to march forward in the midst of the horrific holocaust.
The unseen tremolos tremble in the quiescent quivering breeze,
The wearisome weather welcomes me in my choicest empyrean compromise;
I fall fast asleep in my plunge into the deathless depth of the uninvadable realm,
In the summitless Vast of the unknowable, my eternal Beloved’s long-awaited ken.
The quiescent quagmire of the world’s ephemeral wanton warfare,
Has been denied access to the uncharted region of my privacy’s felicitous hour;
The cloistral poignancy rules my kingdom’s immeasurable vast,
No mundane mire and no human devils ever dare to cast the devilish glance.
In my unequalled leap into the lustrous heights in the star-spangled joyance,
My enraptured flight towards the unreachable height in its rapturous romance,
Memories leave little trace behind, life consecrated to the Absolute Whole,
No citadels to build, no walls to bind me in the unique Creation’s most magnificent role.

THE VOICE OF ETERNITY
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 5th October 2020, 22.56 hours)
The silent speech in the smile of the sublime Vast,
The Earth is speechless in her deistic delight in blossoms of beatific mirth;
Flowers are soil’s delicacy lisping lullaby to the sleeping mass,
Man has to rise from his self-made stupor of the stupid artefact.
Since long the Brown’s quest to meet the query of the Blue,
The Heaven’s felicity eager to shower its enthralling frost-moist dew,
An empyrean ecstasy looms behind the nether abysmal dark,
The Creation is cradled in the arms of an angelic exalted Birth.
The spirit of an amorous elegance is aired in the breeze,
The skyless height meets the soil in a seraphic compromise;
The oceanic depth declares the deific dawn of the new nuance,
An elysian opalescence shimmers behind the unearthly romance.
The twilight touch trembles behind the woodland green,
The moon-clad glamour and the sun-wrapt wonder are to be seen;
The mortal mind can never fathom deep into its mystic significance,
The azure speaks to the azure in the azure vast.
The reign of the rapture is in the rise in the rivulets’ roar,
The mountain’s marvel unveils rhapsody of the forgotten yore;
The distant horizon harvests the seeds of the new divine birth;
A puissant poignancy is poised in passion’s purest heart.
The thunderous clouds touch the untouched heights of the trenchant trance,
The highest ascetic revelation descends upon the darkest nescience;
The sacred strings of Love unites all in an all-embracing clasp,
All “I-ness” lost and forgotten in the greatest “We-ness” grasp.
Nature rules over Creation for eternity, never try to teach lessons to Her,
You are the most insignificant creature, so do never interfere;
Be a part of the Love which binds each and every soul,
Else you will nowhere upon Earth, do not forget the Supreme Goal.
(Published in Speaking Tree of Times of India)