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Mar 2020
IN DEEPER DEPTHS
(Bijoylakshmi Das,19th March 2020)
The more I look to the world around,
The more I dive into its turbulent sea;
I find myself wrapped by the Divine elixir:
The Saga of the untold yore opens pages before me.

My memory’s poignant pageantry touching the heights
Of Felicity fugitive of the realm recondite,
In its deepest depth sits solemn and silent
My inner Guide, my Soul-mate of immeasurable insight.

The Earth at the surface is now a huge uproar
Of tumultuous uprisings and the utmost disorder,
Far away from it lurks the brightest luminosity of the highest world order;
All is silent, sublime: the miracle of Godhead’s Wonder.
The Poetry of Supreme is vibrant in rhyme and rhythm,
The Song of celestial rapture turns into Nature’s whisper,
The eternal sunshine adores the enlivening morn
The smile of the Beloved sits behind the dew-moist glitter.

The Roses of Love sweeten your enrapturing hours,
The twinkling stars herald your Union to Bliss,
The loving eyes pour heavenly elixir
To get you merged into the ecstatic kiss.

Leave the world of peril to Demons’ paradise
To meet the doomsday of the self-made abyss,
You are El Dorado’s well-chosen envoy,
You journey is destined to the unsullied Bliss.


Your footsteps have long since left the mundane mire,
You have risen above the body, mind and spirit;
You are pure, sacrosanct, the Divine’s choice,
The Flame of Mystic Fire within your Soul is being lit.

Your eyes are rapt with Elysian delight
Far removed from the soiled dirt of ignorance;
You are awakened, enlightened with Wisdom profound,
The mortal ken is kept at ransom to the darkest inconscience.

The moon-clad mirth of the empyrean order
Wings your hours with ceaseless splendour,
The secure solitude invades your privacy’s kingdom,
You are the most cherished guest at the Immortal’s door.


Just close your eyes to all happenings evanescent
Your quest after Infinity lands you in the land of Paradise,
The moonlit night’s blissful sojourn
Sings lullaby for the surrealist peace.

You are God in Man, the Creation’s highest marvel,
In your fall you are Devil in disguise;
Cast aside our false and fake signature
Be the indivisible part of your in born Bliss.
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Written by
Bijoylakshmi Das  68/F/Puri
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