THE PLENITUDE OF SPLENDOUR
The breath in the air,
The whisper in the breeze,
The whistle of the nightingale,
All pleasant surprise!
The sky bares the *****
For the mirth of the seas;
Rapture rapt around
In morn's miraculous release.
The rustles in the leaves,
The murmur in the Brook,
The Love in the Zephyr -
At the new Blossoms' bashful look,
Make waves kiss the shore,;
The ocean dances with joy,
The message of the Beloved
Rings in the woodland far away;
The spirit of the Soul -
Listens to the Invisible call.

The song of the silence
Is writ on the soil;
Desolate and forlorn
Left on night's eerie toil.
The twinkle of the stars
Speaks of an immensity vast;
The silvery white moon
Unveils an amazing forecast.

The clouds over the hills -
Heralds hours of Bliss infinite:
The flutter of the wings
of the birds at the sight
Bring tidings from the Realm recondite.
Creation is vast, beautiful for the Godhead to Alight.

Time's torrential outcome
Human mind fails to count;
The One sole-existent Entity
Keeps track of all account.
The twilight splendour
That our eyes encounter
To vibrate in its Harmony
Without the least fear:
Must be the Goal.
You are the exalted Ecstasy :
Rapture's well-chosen Guest,
All the rest goes to the revolving wheel to be crushed asunder,
Only at the One Supernal Behest.
Go deep within from the turmoil of the shore,
Keep your door open for Heaven's elixir to knock at your door.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 4th October 2019)