RADHA TO HER ETERNAL BELOVED
You are my Sweetheart, I'm your Spring-spangled Rapture,
I am Creation's beginnings' First Stir
You are the premordial OMKARA.

You are the torrential outpour from the firmament above,
I dwell blissful in the exalted Delight within;
Waves discordant make uproar only at the shore
I stay solemnly motionless in the deep Calm to breathe in.

It is when Earth tilts in utter imbalance
And air roars loud and violent,
I wing in Rhapsody's sweetest melody
You play the most mellifluous notes magnificent.

Up above in the mountain gulf
The demoniac Fire plays the loathsome volcanic dance,
I sit stunned surrounded by the Beauty majestic
You rejoice in your most peaceful Mystic Trance.


It is when man revels in wild joys of flesh and blood
The Divine playfield declares War of devilish wrath,
I do not die the death in this miracle profound
You herald the most prodigious unrivalled Birth.

There looms large strife and stress everywhere around
Storms and tempests in release in prophetic Ocean vast,
I sit in silence sublime of the inmost Reverie
You, busy painting on Creation's canvas your most marvellous Art.

I am Radha, Heaven's most Beautiful Maiden :
An epitome of Divine Love,
You are the Lord of recondite Ecstasy,
Forever rapt in your Certitude's embrace
I revel in your Sweet Lips' love-lorn Kiss.

All that is decrepit and fallen,
All who bring to Mother Nature peril,
All who obeys not Laws of the Unknown
Pay a deaf ear to His Fervent Appeal.

Just as a child plays with sand and clay
Gets angry, not happy with his art imperfect,
Slays all within the twinkle of an eye
His strained arduous Labour of his childhood's defect.

I, Radha being the Power and Prowess of your Sword, Sunrays-powered,
I dance in dalliance of your Moon-rapt Joy;
You are the Deathless Slayer since time immemorial
You are Supreme's the well-chosen Envoy.

I'm the endless flow of amour elegant
The Sun and stars, and moonbeams sport with in resonance;
The Creation's Sole Lover, the Captain of the Playground
For its unlimited Bounty and ineffable Abundance.

The Game of  Eternity  goes on forever
With limitless sanction to man's frivolous acts;
You secretly pull the One String in the Hour
And make all playthings meet their last chance.

I'm Radha, your Enchantress Paramour
You invade the Kingdom to make me your Empress;
To reign in Absolute's uninvaded Kingdom,
For you to rule as the most victorious Prince to your dearest Princess.

We both are well-wrapped in Golden attire of the Celestial hue,
To make the World astir and start the Brightest Life anew.
( Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 29th July 2019)

SHIVA
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
The silence of night scares you
With its eerie thoughts
Ever azar with doors wide open
To give vent to unrestrained dreams,
Never letting you to rise above
The mundane laws of existence.
Do you ever think of SHIVA
The eternal principle of the Sublime?
Sitting alone on the peaks of the Himalayan silence,
Speaking to you in His divine muse-
Of ineffable ecstasy.
The body is not all.
That obeys the physical laws,
The mind is not all.
That listens to odd yearnings.
And the spirit too is not your limit.
You have to go beyond
Far beyond life's petty limitations
To reach Truth, Consciousness and Bliss.
SHIVA, the enlightened.
Which translates human dialects
Into an indefinable divine hieroglyphic.
SHIVA, the Supreme
Creates the Universe,
Rules it too,
Annihilates when Harmony loses its identity.
The universal principle of Love
Gets bewildered in empirical rules of earthly existence,
And Spirit fails to rise above,
SHIVA opens His Third Eye,
In its piercing gaze
All lights fade and
The fugitive human mind finds no sojourn
He warns you.
Arise, awake
To reach your goal
Beyond the earthly ken.
(Bijoylakshmi Das Haridwar)

O Ganga!
You flow
Across the mighty
Mountains
O your youthful
Playful force
Making its way
Through the
Ancient boulders
Stream after stream
Joins you
To find its destiny
Happily
In your depths
To make you
O the vast Ganga we know
The Aryans found their
Abode on your banks
You saw the rise of Jainism
And Buddhism
O civilization
Not only flourished
But flowered
On your banks!
You've seen it all!
You travel down the Tehri dam
Across Rishikesh
And Haridwar
From the cow's mouth
O the Gomukh
Where your mother
Glacier Gangotri rests!
You enter the plains
Having crisscrossed
Roads many
And lives
Of many a being
Who consider you
As mother
Worship you
You bear their brunt also
Carrying heaps of
Garbage
You flow Kanpur
You see tanneries
And many more
You nourish them
Keep them running
But they end up
Slowing your run
You reach Allahabad
What's in a name
A tryst of cultures
O you have the
Gangs Jamuni doab
And Gangs jamuni tehzeeb!
Your sisters join you
And here at Prayag
You have Yamuna with you
O a mythical sister
Saraswati does find here way to you
They say
Life goes on on your ghats
As usual
People washing clothes
Themselves
And people offering
Flowers and performing
Rituals on your banks
O all but consider you
As an earthly mother
A heavenly gift
Just like Saraswati
You have your place in the scriptures as well!
You also
Flow out of mythology
Into our minds
O the mighty Shiva
Took you
In his mighty curls
Of hair
To allay your spirit
As you descended
Onto the Earth
To purge peoples
Lives
The Bhagiratha's
Penance you saw then
He got back his wish
Thousand brothers
They say
O you but still see
The Kumbh Mela(fair)

So many souls
You see the serenity
Of Varanasi
The beautiful spirituality
Of its
Ghats
O young wrestlers
Massaging before
The day's fight
Alongside
Seers in
Deep meditation
On your banks
O you have settled
This city
You flow across
Patna
The ancient
Pataliputra
Seen many imperial
Rise and falls
History echoes in you
You enter Bengal
The fertile
Gangetic plains
Bear testimony
To your gifts
With their lush green
And swaying fields
The Farakka barrage
Sees you in one of your
Giant avatars
You irrigate
And touch people!
You flow as the Padma in
Bangladesh
O you know
Two lands separated
By political shadows
You flow
As Bhagirathi
Hooghly
In Bengal
The rice bowl!
O your Ilish(Hilda)
People do relish
You flow graciously
Through
Flat extensive plains
Past Kolkata
The city of joy
And into the sea
At Gangasagar
Taking with you
So many memories
And promising
The continuity
Of your divine
Grace
O dear river,
You are Ganga!

SILENCE
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
Silence is the Best
Silence is sublime
Silence is Vast;
Silence is all-transcending -
Beyond mortal acts.
It too is profound,
Makes us spell-bound,
Even though unexpressed
Reveals the Supreme Blessed!
It is the One unique existence
In its inane solitude -
Sends message of greater depth,
From Soul even when Being is asleep
Beyond Space and Time,
Cause and Effect ;
Wins the heart of Godhead
In her sweet soft golden glance! !
Silence is the celestial bridge
Joins the amazing heights
To Earth's forsaken soil,
And her attempted flights,
To reach the Unknown height
Of the underlying Godhead.
All vain desires and toil of the Brown
Meet Decadence -
Along with Ego's sky-touching crown
Man's arrogance and ambitions
And his derision of self-asserted pride,
To make Nature serve to his indomitable will,
And insatiable greed!

It never succeeds!
Inner silence is lost
As it served as the Golden Bridge
To meet the Supreme Will!
Which in each moment sees,
Our every act even if we hide;
His eternal Gaze -
Writes on Silence's page.
We humans create chaos -
Everywhere around us
To devastate the inner harmony.
Blind and deaf to mankind!
We have lost silence of our inmost mind!!!
Silence communicates the best,
Transfigures the language of the Lord,
In Nature's heiroglyphics
And Her innumerable ways.
Like when Dawn descends upon Earth
Heralding the joyful birth -
Of a vernal Creation
Awaiting to meet Humanity in the higher illumination!
The Soul's awakening -
Where only Silence reigns.
Dialect fails,
Speech loses semblance
Silence deciphers Creation:s unending rhyme.
Repeats in ceaseless Harmony!

We are born in Silence,
And to that Sole-existent Silence -
All have to go
By our Ego's transcendence!
Life's journey brief,
Ends in silence deep.
In Silence we must live,
And to it we must give -
Our listening ears in Knowledge's
Revelatory ascent!
We must make our life the greatest success -
In Supreme's Blissful Art!
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Anand Utsav Ashram,
Haridwar. 31.05.2019)

THE PLENITUDE OF SPLENDOUR
(Re-edited)
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;
Raptures 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 in the clay,
Im desolate and forlorn left on Night’s eerie solitude far away..
The twinkle of the stars
Speaks of the 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;
Make it your Goal.
You are the exalted Ecstasy –
Rapture’s well-chosen envoy,
All the rest goes to the revolving wheel to be crushed
You are the exalted Ecstasy :
Rapture's well-chosen envoy,
All the rest goes to the revolving wheel to be crushed asunder at His One behest.
Go deep within from the turmoil of the shore,
Keep your door open for the Heaven's elixir to knock at your door.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Anand Utsav Ashram, Haridwar. 4th October 2019)

REINCARNATION
In the Vast of the Blue,
On the stretch of the Ocean
I see the distant dream
That had once imprisoned you;
The heights of the mountains
The Call of the woodland
The Tryst in the Zephyr
Unleash your life in the brightest hue.

The blush of the blossoms,
The breath in the Brook,
The spellbound call from far
Vibrant with the message Mystic;
To greet you with ardour
Spangled with Spring's splendour,
Heaven's mirth, and joy and fervour
Only for you to rest in eternal Ecstasy.

The love of the Lotus
For the rays of the Sun,
The kiss of the Rapture
In the enlivening Morn
Behind the curtain of Dawn awaits you,
The song of the Sweetheart:
The poetry of the Unknown,
On pages of Eternity
Future to be reborn
In the vernal Birth that is long since due.

Dreaded by fear that dogs in the dark,
The night's deadening pall sombre and stark,
Still Light is lit in your journey ahead;
The Gleam of the Far
The Call of the Beyond,
The passion in the *****
For Truth to respond,
The door of the One azar for you in the end.

Cast aside your fear
Oh Mortal Dear!
Heaven's chosen Soul
Grieve no more,
The Bliss-clad Rhapsody ready for your footsteps to tread;
The dazzle of dews
The sparkle of stars,
Speak of a Seraphic
Love-lisped hours
In the Light of Compassion lust is found forever dead.

Thr rainbow-rapt morn, and
It's beauty profound,
Makes life amazing
Eternally spell-bound,
For you to clad in golden attire of celestial hue;
Thr rhythm in the murmer
Of the Elixir's downpour,
The cadence in the Carol
Ends all ephemeral
The longings of the Desire lose semblance in the life anew.

The Journey of the Soul
Seeks for the Sublime Union,
In Beauty and Truth of a
Revelatory Reincarnation.
(Bijoylakshmi Das , Haridwar. 23rd August, 2019)

THE WONDERLUST(48)
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
The world is far away from me with azure touch of the sky,
No earthly turmoil, but amazing splendour far and nigh,
The beauty of the timeless Vast, the Green humming with Delight,
To that remote realm I want to soar in my amorous flight.

The plash of the fountains, the soothing murmur in the brook,
The close-clinging touch of Love's sweet lips and the bashful look,
Are ever vibrant in air around robed in aureate hue,.
The glad smile of the cherished eyes to begin the life anew.

The Heaven's surprise in the spilth of an ecstatic beatitude,
Makes me more mirthful in life's wonderlust solitude,
Longings turn insentient in an eternal Elysian clasp,
The Soul seeks release from the mundane transient grasp.

The heartbeats cease overjoyed with Bliss infinite,
The seventh heaven opens doors of rapture recondite,
The gladdening glamour of the glistening stars of the moonlit mirth,
The vain loiterer finds his aimless errand's Goal at last.

The fragrant opulence brought by the babbling breeze,
All rivers' routes of the ravenous journey in the Ocean cease,
The truant spirit seeks sojourn in an ascetic heart,
Desires die the death in the deathless Vast.

The lisping lips of love speak soft whisper sublime
The sylvan woodlands are sun-clad in an argent rhyme,
The radiant blossoms are bathed in the brightening mirth,
To welcome the newly-weds in the ****** vernal birth.

The Absolute sits alone, immobile in the Immortal firmament above,
To greet the new-borns in the greatness of His immaculate Love.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Anand Utsav Ashram Haridwar. 13th October 2019)

FANCY'S FLIGHT(29)
I longed to soar higher in the argent air
In the midst of the aureate hue,
Vernal promises ever cherished deep
To reach Heaven's resplendent hue.

The dolorous life of the nether dark
The mud and mire where now I dwell,
It is not the meed of my Soul
Forgotten and cast away life's past tale.

Now I revel in the puissant heights
Mystifying merged in azure wealth,
Gives not entry to mortal longings,
Only at our Ego's transcendence.

The austere eyes of Earth speak no more of Divine Delight,
Nor it cradles any brighter dreams;
Sad, gloomy and ever perplexed
Tied to knots of pettier things.

The sylvan solitude I've made my sojourn
In the exalted Bliss of the blue,
Estraged from thoroughfares of mortal ken
To reach the immaculate golden hue.

I now wade through the thorny beds
To reach the glory of Eternal Truth,
Sits alone and shines the brightest
When earthly riches get lost in Falsehood.

I've dreamt of a distant woodland
Lurks behind the curtain far away,
There I've made the beautiful Palace on Time's sand
To give shelter to my Soul on the way.

My thoughts are plagued with myriad dreams,
My Spirit forever glee,
Freedom at the cost of freedom of the Self
A fortuitous living in the Absolute free.

I've left behind life's silent hush
Followed by turbulence and tide,
I've warred against frivolous thoughts
To ascend the height and cast aside -

Life's gain and multitude pain,
To dive into the Mystery's ocean deep,
Lastly to wake up my ever-loving Divine Kin
Who is in the measureless depth asleep.

To make my Journey a complete whole,
I long to soar higher and higher to reach the Supreme as my Goal.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 12 June 2019, 12.45 am)

THE DISTANT DREAM
The Earth is a wonderland
A Privy to underworld dream,
Will you dare to scale the heights
To reach the Invisible Realm?

Scares you in dark the scribbles unread
Words on its sheen,
Lustre-clad lies deep
The hidden miracle's mystery within.

Do you long to fly to its azure sky
Spangled around with divine hues,
Day shines bright with the Sun at its helm
Night sparkles with splendorous dews.

The wind wraps the soft sweet murmur
Of the distant mountain stream,
O Man! Be not lost in your stupor
Awaken to its oracular visionary dream.

The indwelling Deity lies unworshipped
In the inmost heart's sacred Shrine,
You have fallen prey to the senses
Of the most tenebrous beastly kind.

The Playact ever goes on around you
Nature plays the magic wand,
Your Soul is given as ransom
To treasures of the fictitious merryland.

The maiden's beauty maddens you
The allurements of her enticing lips,
Your freedom of choice is at stake,
You are Antony in ******* of Cleopatra's kiss.

You are playtool in the hands of the Supreme
Swing to and fro in anguish and ecstasy,
For you know not how to stay uninvolved
Not to get merged into mind-rapt phantasy.

Your body is made of flesh, bone and blood
But you are the Spirit blithe and free,
If only you could make the Tryst with Supreme Soul
In His celestial spree.

You are tiny blossoms in His vernal garden
Open up petals to spread fragrance,
Life on Earth is a sacrifice perpetual
You are only witness to His Mystic Dance.

The Real seems to be far away from you
But He sits silent in your self deep within,
But you dream of Paradise in the vacant naught
Things transient are your only cherished dream.

Go not wild in the life's welter
Seek for the Bliss incarnate thou art,
You are not born to mingle into the mundane mud
Your human goal is to reach the Omnipotent.

You are pure, immaculate, the magnificent Soul,
Dream no more the earthly mire
Make dreamless Infinity, the Vast your goal.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Anand Utsav Ashram, Haridwar. 27th June 2019)

THE PLENITUDE OF SPLENDOUR
(Re-edited)
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;
Raptures 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 in the clay,
Im desolate and forlorn left on Night’s eerie solitude far away..
The twinkle of the stars
Speaks of the 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;
Make it your Goal.
You are the exalted Ecstasy –
Rapture’s well-chosen envoy,
All the rest goes to the revolving wheel to be crushed
You are the exalted Ecstasy :
Rapture's well-chosen envoy,
All the rest goes to the revolving wheel to be crushed asunder at His One behest.
Go deep within from the turmoil of the shore,
Keep your door open for the Heaven's elixir to knock at your door.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Anand Utsav Ashram, Haridwar. 4th October 2019)

IN FREEDOM OF GREATER HEIGHTS
(YOU inspire, I write)
O Clouds of the sky!
Heaven's miraculous magnificent Mirth,
You are pure, pristine and sacrosanct.
Unsullied by the human mind and
Its petty desires of the Earth.

O Journey of the recondite Vast!
Towards Infinity's Bliss forever to last,
The Lone Voyager is alone, all alone
The stretch of Eternity is lost out of my human grasp,
Still lives in Rhapsody's resplendence
At the mortal physique's transcendence.

O Dream of the Distant Dreamland above!
To reach your dreamless state I do always rove,
The Ecstasy afar though forbidden but the Mystery profound,
Alas! I don't fall asleep
I am in your sweet soft clasp.

O Beauty of the soaring heights of the Immortal Sublime!
Your innumerable hues sing the never-ending rhyme -
Of the timeless Symphony that goes on untold in the Supreme Playact.

O Love's Elysian outpour!
Keep your door azar,
Do wing my forlorn moments of vain despair
With unforgettable mirth,
And moon my sleepless hours
With your gleaming Delight living-worth;
Your star-spangled rapture plays hide and seek in the azure Blue,
How I wish I could reach your deathless abode and the summitless
summit forever new!

O Splendid Splendour of the formless Eve,
Mystic, marvel-rapt with the bachhic felicity,
My mind untrammelled tries to fathom the fathomless Epiphany vast,
You sit sovereign enjoying my frolicking past.

O Freedom's frontierless Elegance!
Eternity's celestial everlasting Romance,
The firmament's elevating exuberance,
You sit formless, shapeless in an all-pervading Illimitable Existence. Your Love's lisping lullaby
For the toil-torn fatigued Earth -
May enliven and enlighten her
In your magnanimity's magnificence,
To breathe anew and blossom forth
into the New Angelic Birth.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Anand Utsav Ashram, Haridwar. 2nd October 2019)

WE ARE NEVER APART
The Symphony from far is azar in the lonely air
Speaks of the splendorous surrealist Love,
We are clad in an ineffable Ecstasy
Robed in the aureate attire of the Godhead above.

Our souls are tied in strings of rapture
The glance seized by the skyless Infinite,
Mind no more slave to the mortal physique,
Spirit's realm seeks the Unknown's forgotten height.

We are two little Blossoms to spread the nectar of joy
The uninhaled fragrance of eternal Love,
Two tiny stars shining against the immeasurable sky
Still, on earthly abode we do aimlessly rove.

Two journeys different from two  woodlands different,
Two lines parallel do never meet,
Two contradictions of the One Single thought
Meet only at infinity in His unending Bliss.

Two shores of the shoreless Ocean
Betwixt the soft murmurs of a boundless Nought,
We are vast, profound in the mileless Unknown
Human measures view us as microscopic dots.

With two aims different,
Two lives living poles apart,
The Heaven's immensity  keeps her door open,
Our feet are tied to the soil of the Earth.

Delight most enriched tread in motionless moments,
The pregnant clouds rain the momentous mirth,
The breath stops but death alights not,
We are deathless in an Immortal Birth.

Two sweet notes of the One melodious Flute
Played here and there behind the din and bustle of man,
The two awarenesses of the single Omniscient's Beatitude,
Make us forever bound in the knot of the One.

The futile flutter of our frailsome wings
Of two little Swans in their infancy's Flight,
The Call of the Beyond ever awakes us -
Endows us with the invisible foresight.

Two epilogues of an unfinished chapter
Carved on the large unending stretch of Time,
The masked manifestations of an untrod precinct:
Two blissful notes of the unending rhyme.

Two unheard rhythms of an unsung Poem -
Writ with unseen hues of the amazing Blue,
The rhymeless rhymes with the forgotten prologue
Unveil its classic memorable hue.

Endless is the Journey, the Goal certain
In an unshakable certitude we do meet,
Night is scary, dark and eerie,
The Dawn enlightening awaits us
At Ego's unconditional forfeit.

As in the world ephemeral we live,
We do part, but never apart,
We are together in love forever -
To make our Sojourn eternally alive.
In an Immutable Endless Vast.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 13 July 2019)


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IN MEMORY'S MIRROR
When memories turn into silvery snowflakes,
Beauty loses brilliance in her bright sunlit path,
The Moonlit marvel speaks no more Delight of the forgotten past,
Your sweet soft footsteps tread upon Mind's woodland vast.

Your azure dreams to explore the forbidden fathomless beyond,
Where Love plays miracles with her ever-compassionate heart,
The Earth turns into El Dorado at One's all-pervading Glance,
Your eyes I do admire in infancy's long-lost playact.,
All that we dreamt on Earth and all beyond,
All that we aspired to reach the Unknown Summit,
Where sits alone, all alone the One illilimitable Ecstasy,
We are just tiny specks of dust fallen down from His Feet.

Our Mind mirrors in Consciousness' all-embracing expanse,
Earth's pleasures turn futile in the shoreless Beauty's magnificence,
We have crossed limits of transience in Omnipotent's transcendence,.
No longer two Souls apart but united in a single Whole in Infinity's unique Trance.

Life no more enchanting, Death casts no more its sordid snare,
The endless journey repeats forever with no mortals to admire,
The Soil is too much for us, Breath becomes air with heavenly exuberance,
The Elysian marvel delves into our Being's immensity vast.

To brook the beatific brilliance in our new Divine Birth,
The Godhead seeks Body's chamber illumined, ennobled and sacrosanct,
The celestial twilight's splendour revels in the aureate ascendance -
To make the new Journey iconic, noble and classic in a Puissant Vast.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Anand Utsav Ashram, Haridwar. 28th September 2019)

AWAKENING
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
Silence all around,
Solitude reigns over the earth;
I sit in my soul's repose -
With visionary eyes cast
Upon a distant immeasurable Vast!
Night descends slow behind her veil,
Soft are her footsteps -
Spreading sweet fragrance.
It adores the dark,
Enlivens Zephyr's touch and
Brown's vernal mirth
Speaks message subliminal
For the fatigued Earth.
Blessed sits my Sweet-heart
Shares the kingdom of Bliss
Of infinite treasures worth.
Betwixt heaven and earth
The line of separation fades slow,
The horizon loses semblance.
A remarkable Mystic significance!
One seeks the One
The Creator and the creation -
Ger united in the greatest communion!
Actor turned into acts;
Dreams and Dreamer are now together -
No more poles apart!
Love is One's yearning for the One
In the Supreme Art!
All is eternal and in eternity all do last.
Infant longings of the past
Toils hard across sands of Time
To meet the long-cherished quest
Since the mortal birth.
In Soul's highest awakening
The seeds sown on memory's clay-bed,
Awaiting to reach the morning rays
Of the golden Dawn.
The Unique Revelation!
Paradise of Union -
Behind the curtain
With azure surprise
With gifts of hope and beautiful surmise,
Sweet hours of the night
Clad in apparel dark
Offers ecstatic smile
To greet the starry firmament stark.
Splendid is the message
Writ on sky's blue page
The ****** vesper Moon
Speak delight pure
Send myriad hues
:Know not why...
All is joy around us
Forever sublime and to admire
The Mystic Fire!
Hid from man merged in mind's mud and mire.
It's tardy process of death and birth.

The Flute of the One sitting above
Sings Muse of Divine Love.
If awakened and awake
"Can hear the never-ending rhyme
Ever sublime
Goes on forever
Since time immemorial
Beyond space and time".
Deaf to ears
Merged in stupor!
Denied to the one
Dipped in mortal fear.

Silence all-pervading
Unending Bliss profound
Makes us spell-bound
In the heavenly play ground!
Be a part of it,
Oh dear mortal Dweller!
Your body is just a mask;
Evolution ceases not
In petty limits of human birth.
Man, not the summit
Infinite is ecstasy
To reveal the Supreme and His Unique Art!
To reach the highest realm of spiritual splendour
Of its summit's gain,
Not in Matter's false glamour and Ego's disdain ;
But in the sojourn of an illumined Vast
To unveil the TRUTH.
Awake and arise
In this wonderful compromise
Meet your Soul -
Omnipotent,
Omniscient,
Omnipresent
In your new Immortal Birth.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Anand Utsav Ashram,
Haridwar.  20.05.2019)

MONA LISA
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
The most beautiful touch of Love
In Thine sweet lips does it rove,
And your alien smile enigmatic;
Yet I grasp Thee
In Soul's solitary opulence
Where I feel my 'self'
And converse in dialect transparent
With my inner audience.
You greet me with an ecstatic ease.
Perhaps the forlorn heart
Sits calm and composed in
Self complacency.
Being aware of the disdain and doldrum of the Humanity.
Monna Lisa! The Mystery incarnate
Has slain the silence in her Mystic Presence.
Retires quiet in the quietude of a formless eve,
Merged in reverie
Of someone close of the Distant dream.
With admiring eyes all around
'You are an object of Love'
Never to be found!
Though entirely uninvolved
Oh Heavenly Damsel above!
Immortal in mortal Beauty!
Leonardo da Vinci's Art of iconic excellence
An infinitude of Bliss.

Yourq lips enticing,
Eyes far-reaching yet alluring
Make you dream a far-fetched
Delight enchanting.
Oh Artistic Marvel!
Epitome of rare moments'
Rapture and Symphony,
Creation's highest Harmony!
Descend upon Earth -
To be cherished as the treasure of the illimitable Vast.
An endless Mirth!
Oh unequalled Felicity!
You are Heaven's pleasure
passtime
Not mundane Seraglio's worth.
You are an immense Epiphany!
The ****** Beauty
Turned into a Myth
The Creation's unciphered Destiny.
The unthought idea of a legendary Romance,
The unfathomable depth of your surreptitious glance,
Your gestures sublime
Speak of the most euphoric Rhyme!
An unsung Poem
Of the amazing Vast
Aeons to last.

Oh Unforgettable Rhapsody!
Tread upon the Brown
To reverberate the air and earth
With azure mirth.
Your sweet soft unheard melody
Of immenisitude infinite
Of Rhapsody recondite
From the realm of the remote reverie.
Oh Celestial Nymph and El Dorado's Fairy!
Solace unending!

Aesthetic Excellence!
No touch of body and flesh,
Ever sanguine,
All-transcending Deathless ******!
Mona Lisa! The Maiden captivating!
Beauty fails to boast
In your ***** of Elysean Shine.
Breath stops but life breathes Love and Light,
Of inaccessible Height
Recedes further
Never comes to sight.
Mona Lisa, the Sweetheart
To countless beholders in despair,
Untouched in Eternity!
You are the unsolved Paradox
Of Human History.
You are Poetry's new nuance
Which never dies
Meets not decadence.
The Darling of Dalliance of every youthful whim.
In Memory's Archive
The Subtlest Queen!
Oh Seraphic Splendour!
Mona Lisa the magnanimous Heart!
Drop your Divine nectar
And be Bliss to all.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 31st July 2019)

IN SILENCE OF THE SOUL
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
Breathe not my Dear! In the silence of the Soul,
Earth is asleep and Night's splendour
adorns your feet;
Go deep within your breathless sleep
The solemn silence gives you its sublime kiss.
You are born pure,
The celestial Beauty keeps knocking at your ****** door.

Fear not, dive deep into the sombre depth of the dark,
To meet the Fire of enlightenment afar -
Denied to futile human births
Never ready to keep their inner doors azar.
Let me be reborn to make life anew,
Sanctioned from above, clad with magnificent hue.

There you sit alone in solitude's embrace -
My eternal companion, my Sweet Love!
At all cessation to the life of flesh and blood,
The Lotus-eyed Beauty lisps lullaby by the Grace of God.

Merge into the limitless expanse of the Infinite,
Sings sweetest psalms of exalted Bliss;
Earth is now not fit for you to alight,
Nor to embrace you in her sweet soft kiss.
Born forever in the Eternal Poise,
All in Harmony, all in Splendour -
No more mortal's discordant noise!

Songs of symphony vibrant in air around,
No slightest whisper of man's lips, no more sound;
Music jubilant, mirth profound
Nature is Rapture-clad.
To make Union Supreme,
Oh Dear all alone in Soul's lonely realm
Bliss' invincible King!
Heralding a shifting world's romance,
Changes subtle, sibilations silent
Under One Immortal's eternal vigilance!

Sail on Comrade Oh Sailor forlorn!
Fatigued by the toil of earth,
Grieve not, you are enlivened and reborn -
To rejoice in your new vernal birth.
Silence speaks a lot,
Speaks of immaculate Vast!
The measureless expanse of the Ocean ahead of you,
Plunge deep into it to be a glorious participant!
The fathomless depth longs to lisp -
The One Message undeciphered -
Never put into any human script!

Get not lost in the maze and mud around -
Try to hide our Mystic Play,
The heavenly blossoms send myriad hues
To make journey a grand success and to enjoy.
Songs of Cuckoo alive in the smiles of the Green,
Never bids adiue to the Spring's joyful Qween!

Oh Soul Sublime!
You are born to shine the brightest,
The mortal in the making!
The Supreme rules the invisible kingdom of your heart
In Soul's awakening!
To reach the goal,
Rise above body and mind
To explore Thy Soul!
(Bijou Das, Anand Utsav Ashram, Haridwar. 19.06.2019)

THE CALL BEYOND
I gathered myriad hues from the Heaven
And planted roses in the heart for you,
Countless dewdrops from the dewy Dawn
Sweet dreams to make your life anew.

I spent sleepless nights under starlit sky
And spoke to moonbeams in their heightened mirth,
Betwixt Earth's Labour and Soul's ecstasy
Was lost my life's living worth.

I longed to soar higher in the breeze
Where there was no sorrow, grief or woe,
But my little physique's limited compromise
Never did let me go.

I sported with silence in my kingdom
And made companion with all-pervading solitude,
To march on the journey of my Soul
And rest eternally in the indwelling Beatitude!

I walked over meadows in twilight
And plucked saplings to plant on the vernal bed,
I made Tryst with the ocean deep
To merge into the secret symphony lying ahead.

I made friends with Nature's green,
That speaks of selfless Love and pure Delight,
I walked by the distant murmuring stream
Far hidden from all human sight.

I trekked over snow-clad mountains
To reach One Soul at the Summit,
I dived deep into the water green
That melted down under my feet.

I listened to music in rustles of air
Vibrant with divine rhyme,
I spoke to the Sun, the Mystic Fire
In perfection of spirit sublime.

Far away from the din and bustle of mortal life
I built the heavenly habitat for you,
To see you Blithe in Soul's endless Bliss:
The choicest sojourn
That was long since due.

I witnessed the waning fatigue of the Earth,
And the tireless toil of the Blue,
To make man truly human
And with everything around you.

Hopeless is Man and his castaway hopes
In depth of Falsehood's mud asleep,
Truth for him a distant dream
And promises never, never to keep.

So I walked far and wide
To collect the golden nectar and hue,
To see your life's brightest Sunrise with Mystic Fire around you.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 23.05.2019)

AN ODE TO BLISSFUL MEMOIRES
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
Deep I merge into memories past -
To excavate from Mind's fathomless Vast,
To make it afresh and sylvan-rapt
That wraps me around like mnemonics of the chapter last.

In dalliance of a fairyland delight
The lone moments paved way to an untrammelled Bliss,
The Sweetheart Sovereign's seraphic sojourn
And His all-transcending Heaven-fraught kiss.

The Bacchic mirth once made life worth,
The mundane mire turned to heavenly hue,
Air stirred with Elysean resplendence
The prodigious parable opened its pages anew.

The Soul sported with splendid might
In unending ecstasy of solitude recondite,
The Empyrean Damsel alighted upon Earth -
With soft unceasing sobs from the Infinite.

The Night gleamed with a vesper brilliance
The ****** Moon played Her alluring dance,
The Day's diadem dazzled with Sun-clad rays
Life enlivened in an euphoric Trance.

The blissful marvel carved out of arcane depths
To herald the Dawn of a Surrealist realm,
The star-spangled firmament in its twinkling tuning
Played Eternal Love's divine game.

How magnificent, bright and calm
Were the majestic momentous moments sublime!
The Distant brooklets murmered muse to Silence
In their unspoken never-ending rhyme.

The unsung Music, the unheard Symphony
Soon opened their golden doors for You,
The Unknown Traveller of the Mystic Kingdom -
Dawned upon Earth to dwell in midst of morn-moist dew.

Now the mind gathers souvenir from the forgotten Archive past,
The unexplored Empire seeks new release  -
In Light and Love and an unending Certitude :
The Glory that would never cease.

I bow down to the Supreme Above,
In Gratitude and Solemnity to His boundless Love.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 26th July 2019)

THE ROSE OF MY HEART
There blossoms the rose
In the far off land of Bliss,
In Dawn-dewy petals
United with Earth's vernal kiss;
The silent sobbing sky -
At the plight of the Brown,
The grey clouds serving as a long beautiful gown;
The fiery rays of the Golden Sun
Plays hide and seek,
The earth is half-awakened and half-asleep
In her soft satisfying moan,
The sought-after nectar in the celestial morn,
Is dripping slow,
Like drops of sweat in a new bride's brow
To make her beauty glow
In her ****** visage.

Oh distant Rose!
The Angel of my heart!
Bloom with your bewitching smile,
Do rest awhile;
Soothe my heart with the inmost Delight,
Love at first sight,
In my Soul's soaring height.
Never possessive,
Sit sovereign in your Rapture's -
Kingdom native.
Well-assrrtive-
Of your expression sublime
Undemanding!
Fragrance pleasing
The inherent spirit of giving
Never expecting!

Oh Blossom of the Far!
The Rose of my heart!
Never to part
Still we are apart.
Your flitting glances
Not to cast
Over Brown's dust and dirt.
Not meant to be plucked and
cast aside,
Your smiles hardly to hide,
The blush of the Blue to -
make you enlivened and vast.

The Rose of my Heart!
Your gesture condescending
The Supreme's Law-abiding!
You grieve not for ever-giving!
Bloom! Oh Beauty of invisible mirth!
For every aggrieved heart.
Smile - Zephyr's worth
Where Nymphs sing and Seraphs dance
In the enraptured domain of the Divine romance -
The mortal loses semblance!

Oh Blossom of Love!
Of the beatific realm of the Vast!
In the elixir of love with utmost care
You are kept apart
From the mundane heart.
The Supreme Godhead's rarest Artefact!

All around heard the whisper of the
unceasing rain
Keeps me awake in my Spirit's gain;
In the new awakening
Foretells a joyous offering
Of the long forgotten tales of immaculate love:
Gifts from above.

In life's journey's ascendance
To reach Eternity, the all-Transcedant!
The Rose of Love!
The real sojourn of my Heart!
Do not part!
Make me forever asleep
In your sweet soft clasp,
The Divine Muse lisped by
your divine lips in the Immortal Grasp.
(Bijou Das, Anand Utsav Ashram Haridwar. 12.08 am 14.06.2019)

INVITATION (10)
Oh lone Voyager, life sails fast
In enmeshed tangle of worldly hue,
The voyage is long, forlorn and vast Risks and Revelations afar do await you.

The mighty mire of the mortal living
And your Self's forfeited Ecstasy,
All this gives you pain illimitable
In your Soul's distress-fraught fancy.

Oh the sole Pilgrim on an endless journey,
Oh Eternal Dweller of Kingdom of Bliss!
The wanton desires of your bridleless senses
Land you in the adamantine abyss.

Oh Visionary of the stupendous Summit,
The lone Loiterer of the certitude's plane,
You have enjoyed enough the transient earth,
Now seek the Truth: your long-cherished aim.

Oh Marveller of Delight!
Unfetter your chains tied to your feet,
Your birth is to tread upon the Angelic realm
And kiss its all-transcending height.

Oh Reveller of Divine Mirth!
Enmeshed in shudder of futile fear,
Your stupor due to the tiring toil upon Earth
Your sighs and murmers of fake despair.

Oh Traveller of Empire of Eternal Love!
Your desires at ransom to the Circean charm,
Oh Soul Sanguine! Be awake and rise above
The mud and mire of the dreadful harm.

The Invisible Seer sits within :
The inner Guide, the Guardian of luminous Light,
The unflickering rays of the Mystic Sun
Make you soar higher in the wondrous flight.

Your journey from Inconscience to Enlightenment vast
Your steadfast footsteps must leave the False,
Man forever aspires to reach the Immortal:
The Creation's mysterious unsolved paradox.

The world is not made of forces blind
Man not meant to ***** in the unseen Dark,
The choicest Choice of the Mind Supreme
The fixed, Intransient and the stark.

The One creates and annihilates too
Everywhere works the One Free Will,
Your imperfections need not exceed the limit
To fall victim to the immediate peril.

Oh Messenger of Oracular Grace,
Oh Rejoicer of unexplored Ecstasy,
Your goal to reach the Omniscient Supreme
At your Ego-mind's unconditional forfeit.

Oh Explorer of the uninvaded realm
Reigned by Solitude sublime,
The Real sits Supreme in the firmament above
Beyond all limits of matter, space and time.

Be a part and parcel of the One Above,
Love all and emit endless rays of Light and Love.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 19th July 2019)

THE SUPREME RENDEZVOUS
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
Dusk fades in the horizon,
The stunning Sunset scribbles
A few squiggles significant
On mind's firmament vast.
A magnificent masquerade
Of life's emotions and frolicking past.

In a prescient Presence
Lurks the golden future amazing and forever to last.
The enlivening Dusk fades far away, Giving place to the solemn Dark its way;
Lost are bygone days' dusts of despair,
The ocean within the Self laves the shore
With tiny turbulent waves,
And the stars soon begin to drop
Their scintillating mirth.
Inspire to rise above Earth's transience,
All its lovelorn and anguish-moist clasp.
Walk alone to the shoreless Vast.
Your journey nears the end
The Golden Door to meet you is azar,
Oh Traveller! Think twice before you go far
In this bizarre bazaar.
You are welcome, Oh Human
Dweller!
In your mortal warp.
Your awakening, though
A little topsy-turvy
Only in the beginning.
Cast off your mask
Of frailties and failures:
Your incomplete evolutionary act.
Be an active participant
In Eternity's joyful playact.
The Supreme Felicity
Awaits you at the end of the tunnel dark.
Memory of the mind mortal
Fades far
Recedes further too all past solicitude:
Purely ephemeral.
In the faint fading gesture
Of twilight unsure
Your joys and fear of death
and mundane departure
Of so-called dear and near.
All lose semblance
In the Supreme Artefact.
The One Truth wraps
The whole Creation's Amazing Vast.
The Love of the One Beloved
Is pure and sanguine
And Omnipresent.
Like the morning sunshine
His Grace never failing,
Lulled by Solitude's Silence
All-embracing!
His Infinity's Height ever ascending
Matter and Mind transcending,
Undemanding!!!

Dusk fades in the Horizon
Darkness looms around,
Hopes' immensitude
And Joy profound.
Unfasten your futile ***** -
Tied to strings of the Earth.
To reach the Illimitable Mirth
The Mystic Fire is lit
In your Immortal Birth.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 7th August 2019)

A SOLEMN APPEAL
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
Oh Heaven's Flower!
Shun not Earth,
Your exuberance elegant -
Beauty transcedent, and
Celestial opulence
Hint at a Mystic significance.

Oh Beautiful Blossom!
Of the invisible kingdom of Bliss,
Shower your Solace
Upon the Vast stretch of Brown finite.
Oh the most amazing manifestation of the Supreme!
The ineffable Ecstasy!
Make the mundane life -
Rapture-rapt,
The Divine worth.

Oh Blooming Marvel of the far-off Realm!
Your Love-lit visage
And your never-ending endurance
To meet the starved and exhausted desert heart;
Enliven in us the new breath of life magnificent,
The earthly moments
Reach Eternity's empire -
Of time immemorial
Of a vernal Birth.
Oh Angelic Delight!
Do Alight upon Earth.

Oh Stealth of Bliss!
Oh prodigious Birth!
The violent victory
Over vain frolicking
Of ephemeral  life vagrant.
Seeks Thine Shelter ;
All vain purports
False surmise and fake conjecture - Fades to the distanceless Far
In your aureate Resplendence.

Oh pristine presence of the Divine Nuance!
Your muse and symphony sacrosanct
Soothe sobs and sibilations
Of the mortal heart:
The long-lost immortal Innocence.
Let the radius of our Quest be the limitless Vast.

Oh Truth Sublime! Perfection of Art!
The One Alone sails the mast -
Of Creation's sailing vessel
In measureless Ocean:
Large, immense and vast.
The One reigns over the
Present, Future and the Past.

Oh Celestial Flower of exquisite fragrance!
Make the living Humanity worth:
The miraculous Birth.
All vain longings and futility
Of despair and false pleasure
May meet decadence.

Oh Certitude sacrosanct!
Your unshakable flamboyance
May awaken us to the Dawn
of a New Renaissance.
Oh Heaven's Flower!
Shun not Earth.
We adore Thee
In our enlightened Birth.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 28.07.2019)

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)

THE ONE TOUCH
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
Up in the Heaven, down to the Earth
The One Touch casts the magic spell,
Giving azure dreams in Love's sweet clasp -
Whispers soft muse forever to dwell.

Dawn breaks to the anthem of the Mystic rays,
Night listens to the lullaby of stars;
The world is filled with a distant joy -
Comes vibrating in aureate hours.

Blossoms of the Green open their ****** eyes -
To meet their Beloved in an ecstatic embrace,
The One Touch of the vesper Moon
Makes earth vast, ennobled and all the best.

In waves of the Ocean, in gale of the Tide -
The One Hand plays the magic wand,
In the fright of lightening, in the roar of thunder -
Is seen the artefact of His invisible Hand.

In the smile of the infant, in the anger of the aggrieved -
The One Eye always keeps vigilance;
In the fury of storms and all acts of violence -
Can be seen KALI's mirthful Dance.

In the blush of the Blue at the kiss of the Sun,
In the stretch of the rays of a prepossessing morn
Hid His single-touch play;
The twitter of birds and the roar of the lion;
The melody of the cuckoo:
Spring's child new-born
Take our spirit far, far away.

The fury of the mountain,
The wrath of the river,
The dance of Demons in sardonic pleasure:
Man's ugliest compromise with Peace;
The touch in the Zephyr,
The passion of the lover,
All His Rapture of the Bridal Kiss.

All is sublime, all is vibrant,
All is celestial, all is Bliss;
Oh Mortal Human! Go deep within
To learn the Mystery you always miss.

The One Single Touch plays with innumerable hues,
The dark in one, the brightest in another;
Ever solemn to one, resentful to the other;
You know not why in mortal fear,
Happens in one Universe.
The grand play of Oxymoron
Forever goes on;
The play of One Touch in numerous hues,
To give you your rewards of the worthiest dues.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar, 08.06.2019)

CONFESSION
( Bijoylakshmi Das)
Oh my beautiful childhood of the past!
When I failed to scale your amazing Vast;
It was a dream of my playful fancy -
To be nearest to every *** bit of Infinity's Act.

It was since when I used to play with dust and clay,
I was enraptured by Creation:s cryptic play -
In sky and earth and in every gift of Nature's surprise
Of the Unknown that sat within but longed to rise;
Though I was shocked to see endless death and ailment's horror
Still found people merged in futile pleasure,
The sordid fact I could no more endure!

So, I made my kinship with the invisible Kin,
Who lives deep witbin
Beyond the reach of most human heart.
He lives and gets manifest -
In each and every being
Living or non-living.
I fell in love with Him -
In my blooming teen !
It was my first love still afresh,
Often haunts me -
In lonely hours of night
And its invisible dark!
The One Truth stark!

I was aware of my Soul
In its unique union with Supreme :
My sole Companion.
I was seeking the Wisdom's Sun -
Deep within.
I was forsaken by comrades around me.
I was awake in Bliss.
Still I dream of those sweetest days
Which now I do amiss.

It was then with golden wings
I used to soar -
In untrod heaven
Alien to mortal dweller;
My love-lorn days with my Sweetheart
Lots of despair still hope was alive in the new vernal Birth,
To live with my teen's Dearest -
In the inmost recess of a surrealist Vast!
Even though I was torn apart.

I was pulled by the mortal mire
I was burnt by the loathsome fire-
Of dread and destruction
Of the Daemonic act-
Went on ceaseless
Dragged me down to the earth.

I remember blissful hours of my past old days -
I used to roam wild and free -
In Soul's freedom
In Absolute:s Kingdom.
Only my Soulmate:
As the eternal Companion!

Pain and suffering  I cradle in me being,
With adoration and willingness
To merge deep within -
And rest forever In the most joyous
living.
The joy of love maddens me
And its immaculate Art!
The sweetness surpasses death
Beyond body and mind
The most unique of its kind.
The Immortal sits on the immortal Vast,
On the deathless summit
Where Time loses its significance,
Space fails to recognise semblance.
Such is the elixir that drops upon the earth,
Incessant, humble in humility
In ever nascent nuance!

Desires and cravings of mortal mind
Make man away from Soul's awakening,
Let me be not an indivisible part ;
Let these never kindle within me,
I am now forever being wed to Him.
I adore the new world enlightened,
The world adores me too,
Only because of Him!
I do no more inherit the animal mind
With frail passions and words unkind.
Now I soar the highest in azure Vast,
Never to fall apart,
I made Supreme my Love:
SHIVA, the all-pervading -
My Sweetheart of the childhood past
Of pure innocence.
(Bijoylakshmi Das Haridwar. 07.06.2019)

THE SOUL'S ODYSSEY
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
(Art for Art's sake. Art transcends all limits of time and space)
When breath becomes air
Memory turns into azure hue,
A free rein do I have
To dwell upon the uninvaded empire
With its amazing surprise
That has been long since due.

No more torment in toiling twilight
No more tiresome failing flight
None to solicit to scale alone
Solitude's heaven-reaching heights,
Where sits forlorn the Departed Dear
In his muse-moist mirth ;
Oh the Sweet Vernal Birth!
My Spirit soars high with its Spring-clad splendour,
To reach the caravan of Delight
And its all-enchanting grandeur -
In the Unknown Kingdom
Of the immutable Vast;
The glance is cast
Upon the moon-lit visage and the Sun-lit Trance.
The sweet lips of love
Clasped in the Rapture-rapt kiss,
In Surrealist realm of all-transcending Bliss -
Beyond all mortal grasp.
The Invisible invades me
In lonely moments of Dusk-clad hours
With its silent touch and solemn watch,
Over my fear and surmise,
My frail attempt to rise
From the sordid process of mundane birth.

Love's enlivening Rhapsody
Reigns over Earth,
All enraptured in its Ecstasy's mirth;
The gladdening embrace of Infinitude
For everyone infinitesimal
Makes the journey eternally jovial,
The wedded seventh heaven reaches Joy's ******,
The Zephyr's melody is in air around,
In jubilation vibrant,
All we need is a new enlightened Birth
With everything pure, sanguine and sacrosanct.
None to hate, none to fear
Each and everyone as our supreme dear,
All united in a single integrated Whole;
The One String pulls Creation's curtain apart,
To make our playact as the most successful ART.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar, 13th Sept 2019)

WELCOME! OH GOLDEN SUN!
Soft and sweet
The Golden Sun
Kisses the Earth
With beautiful smile and vernal mirth.
The blush on the brown -
Speaks of unspoken Bliss
Of infinite mirth.
Poems of the past
Are deciphered -
On pages of the sky
And hues of myriad shades gather around
Speaking of a surrealist Art!
The lone Artist -
Sits unknown
In the limitless Vast.
Blossoms open up petals
In wonder-struck eyes
Fragrance flows far
In amorous Zephyr
Delight's wonderland
Welcomes us in untold ways
The lovely golden and radiant rays!
Wakes up the sleeping life
Of darkness bed,
Gone are struggles and strifes
The New Dawn ahead;
Mind's countless conjectures
Dies the death of the Sphinx
Never to rise again
And devour the mortal longings.
There are lovelier worlds
And brighter heavens than
Our mind could surmise.
The wealthier realm -
Exists in Sun's diadem;
Only can dwell
A steadfast vision -
For the journey ahead
And a mightier foresight
Than our mortal Ken could unravel!
The splendour of the Unknown Bliss
Denied to us;
For its door is closed in mind's -
bottomless Abyss.
There Love plays its lyrec
With unending rhythm,
Unheard to the human ear -
Where Soul-mates can tread,
The Divine rhyme
Forever sublime -
Goes on endless
To lead us ahead;
Makes our heart
Filled with mirth,
Heralds the Dawn -
Of a glorious Birth.
A nascent prescience lurks behind -
the curtain of daybreak
To make us awake.
To listen to the distant call,
An appeal of the Self-rapt soul
Enraptured in celestial embrace
That never parts.
United we breathe,
love and 'are rapture-clad,
The elixir of life -
Embedded in Earth's new soil
and Sun-bathed attire
To make life worthwhile
In her joyous smile,
The long-worn garment -
has already been cast off
In the mire of the past
There must emerge a Beauty
that belongs to the vernal Earth.
The Sun at doorstep:
Not a material Sun-
An embodiment of enlightenment!
His gaze is piercing
Can read pages untorn,
The One Sentinel of life
Keeps watch of every moment
of breath with vigilant foresight.
The vain longings and their earthly desire,
The clinging of the body
In hopeless moments of futile despair
Shuns freedom -
For the Flight to the Unknown!
The Kingdom of God is within us.
Only in moments forlorn -
When we unite
with the living Infinite
Who loves us, greets us
and never makes us feel
"We are out of His Sight".
Makes us one
With Sun and Earth
And all that is HUMAN.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 04.05.2019)
Haridwar,)

THE SONG OF SILENCE
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
It's when the mind soars high
And the Spirit is in blithe,
I see you, Beauty everywhere
Even in the air I breathe.

It's when I dwell in inmost recess of my Soul
The world outside comes to a cease,
I see my Beloved, the Supreme Dear
In all mortal longings' surcease.

It's when I ascend the heights of Wisdom vast
Matter turns into nothing but energy,
Love of man for woman and that of mother for the kid
All united in a single whole in Ecstasy.

It's when I dive deep into Silence'sea
I hear Song celestial in its sweetest melody,
You are wedded to the amazing Rapture
In its inherent aureate Rhapsody.

It's when I fly in the sylvan air
Which reverberates around the woodland Green,
I listen to its star-spangled lullaby
And get merged into a distant dream.

It's when I sleep in Love's sweet clasp
The broad breast of Brown
Meets me with joy,
The azure sky sprinkles its nectar
To make Me lost in YOU and YOU in 'I'.

The whole world looks as if One with all
There is neither YOU nor I,
This is the Song of Silence of the Soul
Tells the tale of Creation far and nigh.

Blossoms of far bring tidings new
The breeze around gives sweet soft kiss,
Moments forlorn make you akin
To the long-forgotten unknown Bliss.

The Song of Silence sings much more,
To reach the Delight of the shoreless Shore.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 5th Sept 2019)

FANCY'S FLIGHT
I longed to soar higher in the argent air
In the midst of the aureate hue,
Vernal promises ever cherished deep
To reach Heaven's resplendent hue.

The dolorous life of the nether dark
The mud and mire where now I dwell,
It is not the meed of my Soul
Forgotten and cast away life's past tale.

Now I revel in the puissant heights
Mystifying merged in azure wealth,
Gives not entry to mortal longings,
Only at our Ego's transcendence.

The austere eyes of Earth speak no more of Divine Delight,
Nor it cradles any brighter dreams;
Sad, gloomy and ever perplexed
Tied to knots of pettier things.

The sylvan solitude I've made my sojourn
In the exalted Bliss of the blue,
Estraged from thoroughfares of mortal ken
To reach the immaculate golden hue.

I now wade through the thorny beds
To reach the glory of Eternal Truth,
Sits alone and shines the brightest
When earthly riches get lost in Falsehood.

I've dreamt of a distant woodland
Lurks behind the curtain far away,
There I've made the beautiful Palace on Time's sand
To give shelter to my Soul on the way.

My thoughts are plagued with myriad dreams,
My Spirit forever glee,
Freedom at the cost of freedom of the Self
A fortuitous living in the Absolute free.

I've left behind life's silent hush
Followed by turbulence and tide,
I've warred against frivolous thoughts
To ascend the height and cast aside -

Life's gain and multitude pain,
To dive into the Mystery's ocean deep,
Lastly to wake up my ever-loving Divine Kin
Who is in the measureless depth asleep.

To make my Journey a complete whole,
I long to soar higher and higher to reach the Supreme as my Goal.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 12 June 2019, 12.45 am)

THE TRYST OF THE SOUL
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
I room a sylvan rest to retire
With unknown splendour of an uninvadable Bliss,
In memory's locked archives of the Golden Empire
I meet my Beloved in His enraptured kiss.

My thirst for the Limitless since time immemorial,
Slain all desires of the mortal realm,
I make my momentous Tryst with the invisible Self -
In its unending flights to the untrod Ken.

The rain-moist forest and the storm-stressed journey
Have filled my spirit with moon-clad ecstasy,
The brilliant sun rays have swayed to and fro -
Never went out of my visionary fancy.

My heart has stopped its beats in the upsurge of an immaculate joy
Thoughts merged into a seamless Vast,
I have made rendezvous with the unseen Envoy:
The eternal Soul-mate of the forgotten past.

The sleeping Beauty open her eyes
In the sweetest whisper and the softest muse,
I get enlivened with myriad mirth
To reign Supreme in Spirit's inmost recluse.

I have made adventure into the Mystic heights -
Forbidden to any human habitat,
With Elysian treasures and El Dorado's marvels
The Divine sits alone in the amazing Vast.

I am the Monarch of Sovereign Solitude
I travel on the shoreless sand of the immeasurable Sea,
Time turns timeless in Infinity's gratitude
Space loses limits in the limitless Blithe.

So, my only abode is the seclusion Sylvan
Sky-spangled miracles watched by the Godhead above,
I am the King of Beatitude, I sing alone -
In the immortal territory the Song of Eternal Love.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 08.07.2019)

THE RENAISSANCE
Shed tears no more
Oh Clelestial Bride dear!
Thou art tied in the nuptial clasp -
To the tired brown Earth.
Your first soft touch makes your consort enlivened with an endless mirth.
Do alight upon Earth.
The famished parched lips,
Long your invisible love-lit kiss
In a sylvan grasp.
Breathe the new life encore
In a new angelic birth.

Oh enchanting Beauty of Heaven!
Play hide and seek no more,
The Brown, your Sweetheart
Ready for your love's first outpour.
The Damsel of the Firmament,
The prepossessing Pride of the sky,
Heave no more!
Cast your glamorous glance
And the bewitching smile
Maddens every lover's heart.
The broad breast awaits to hold you in its most steadfast grasp.

Oh Maiden pure!
The Blooming Beauty of the azure Vast!
The first shower
Your incessant murmur
Slains all anguish of the heart.
Your love unconditional
For the mortal dweller
Seeks gratitude no more.
Your firm certitude pure
Makes all well-assured.

Oh Seraphic Marvel
Of the heights untouched,
You are the love at first sight.
Now descend soft and slow,
All lie lifeless make their life glow.
Your bridal gown lightening-clad
With the thunder as the armour
Makes us mad.
Your blossoming radiance of the brightest visage,
The glance captivating
Speaks of  a miraculous love,
Your benumbing presence
And a maiden-like glamour
Your youthful exuberance
Of a distant splendour,
Pour nectar to the heavy hungry heart,
The summer's parched lips
Do no more like to part.

Oh Empyrian Damsel!
The Eternal ******!
Do descend upon Earth,
You are Nature's self- rapt Art!
Your spellbound charm
And the heaven-clad jewellery
Make the Green a mesmerising mystery,
Spangled by the cool breeze
Its enthralling ardour
To win the Beloved's ***** vast ;
Lies forlorn and despondent
In a derelict past.
Your ****** touch casts a magic hue
The rainbow-wrapped mountains
Gladdens the morning-moist dew,
The Earth is green and rapture-rapt,
Behold the peacock's majestic dance
Amidst birds' chirrups pleasant!
All is vernal, all is mirth!
The Delight Omnipresent
Refreshes the ransacked heart.
Making an epoch-like significance
In Earth life's Renaissance.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar,.2nd July 2019)

THE RAPTURE OF RADIANCE
Oh Beauty of the Blue, Beauty of the Vast!
When words fail to speak, eyes fail to cast -
The glance amazing at the silvery hue:
The firmament's attire forever new.

The phantasy of delight on solitude's shoreless shore,
The night whispers untold tales of the forgotten yore,
The glamour enchanting forever enraptured,
Memory's multiple waves knock at my Privacy's door.

Oh Felicity recondite, Heaven's golden treasure,
I fail to hear your inarticulate murmur,
Message of Love from the Empire of the aureate Blue,
Clads me with unknown nuance to make life anew.

Mind forever vagrant, words leave the tenor what to say,
In the stretch of Bliss all ephemeral is in utter dismay,
The gladdening dance of the garment in the gallant breeze,
The beautiful blossoming touch of the sobbing sky.

The Dear departed in haste to reach the celestial Splendour,
With joy and mirth around in sylvan wonder,
I am left forlorn in phantasm's ecstasy,
The inane immensity keeps pouring its solacing mercy.

The helpless Spirit fails to enshrine the Godhead above,
The Soil's sorrow drags me down, makes me not to rove,
The wild wilderness of the Omnipotent's unremembered Bliss,
Reminds me the uninvaded realm of the enchanting Kiss.

The Eternal Vigil looks down upon each activity of Earth,
How we fall victims to desires' Damsel, meet death and birth,
The mortal's ever unsolved paradox kills our time,
Our corporeal mind never seeks the pure Sublime.

Now as the brightening Bridge is built betwixt Earth and the endless Blue,
The glittering glisten midst innumerable hues,
Makes life enlightened, vernal and vast,
To reach the Deathless Supreme transcending all limits of Death and Birth.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar, Anand Utsav Ashram. 19th Sept 2019) .

THE DISTANT APPEAL
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
Since long forgotten all dewy dreams
In the new cadence of the surrealist Vast,
All plays of a weary past soon lose semblance
In life's new surprising Act! 

The moon-beam smile of the infant heart
Which once spoke of pure beauty and love sublime,
The eternal longing of the sky for the earth
And the quest of the Soul for the unending rhyme.

All is vibrant in the air around,
And everything is in joy and mirth;
Life seems to be journeying in a joyous merry-go-round
To make earthly life living worth

I have never sought after the limited known
At the priceless cost of the living Infinite,
I have never broken my heart to the perpetually born
And soon to be forgotten and be lost out of sight.

The fear of death scares me no more
With its dreadful loathsome dance,
I have made Tryst with the Supreme somewhere
Who sits unseen in the silent sojourn of my heart.

I adore desires to cherish in my little being,
That would one day take me to the desireless Absolute,
I harbour pain deep within, still I sing-
Songs of joy, mirth and play the wondrous flute.

I seek not pleasures of mundane earth
That go on endless roving around me,
But I yearn for the never-fading smiles of the Sweet-heart
Which reverberate In nearby soothing breeze.

I never long to build the golden castle around you,
My Dear! Lest it imprison me,
I feel "Joy and Bliss to be life's true freedom"
Hence, let us live the life free, ever free.

Soft speaks the azure ocean deep
With its amazing treasures profound,
Enrich the myriad lives and make them keep -
Awake to listen to the Clarion Call of the Divine Play Ground.

No one hears the sweet soft whisper
The signal of Eternity in the Green for the Blue,
Goes on endless in the Bliss-rapt chapter
Of brightened Nature in midst of manifold hue.

No words are spake, still the unique act goes on without cease,
The One admires, the other relishes
In Souls inmost depth's release.

Unnoticed from world's mortal eyes
The drops of divine nectar are spread,
Over vernal Earth to make living worth-
For the enlivened spirits in the new Birth to live life ahead.

To meet the ecstasy of the enchanting smile
Which awakens us in every while
In Matter's defeat and Spirit's gain,
Gives a new vista to the earthly life
Despite lots of strife and endless pain.
As we aspire to rise again!!!

Freed forever from all human clasp
The Real towards which our spirit longs to soar,
The secret Splendour ever intangible to mortal grasp
The great lonely hours of Light
That our Soul could only endure.

I dwell in that realm of heavenly grandeur,
At all past loving memory's surcease,
Oh Seer! I share the glory of your eternal Love -
Of the Unknown Kingdom
Meant only for YOU and ME.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Anand Utsav Ashram
Haridwar, 30.05.2919. 23.50 hrs)

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)








I

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 DREAM
When the stealth of the silent night descends upon Earth.
The latter falls asleep fatigued and forlorn in the darkness clasp -
Oh Dream! You dawn upon me with your ever playful mirth.

I know often your purports surreptitious as you -
invade Mind:s invisible reign,
Half-awake, half-asleep the tired body is lain,
Your whispers are heard:
A pretentious smile
To make man victim of your dark design of the while.
So, stay far far away,
Make me not a victim of your frivolous play.

It is when in solitude your footsteps slow advance
With your bewitching smile and a fictitious romance
Mind struggles hard in the impregnable domain of the subconscient -
You, like a clever sorceror cast vile tricks transient
To win the human heart
Deep in stupor in forgotten moments of the infinite Vast.

Invade me no more with your ugly design
To fall into your oneiric snare,8
Oh Elf of Darkness in desolate realm of the idle hour,
Your inane desires to make man's corporeal mind
Subservient to your grotesque design
Of the unworthiest kind.

Invade me not with your errant thoroughfare -
of random thoughts of nether mud and mire,
I aspire to be awakened to the One Distant Call that makes me rise,
I live not in hopes of your false promise and a fake paradise.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Anand Utsav Ashram Haridwar. 24 June 2019)

IN MOMENTS OF BLISS
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
The World is an Illusion, please take care,
Just close your eyes, you and your world are not there.

When you are fast asleep,
Your dreams lost in a dreamless Vast,
And while you are awake
Again get merged into all frivolous acts.

Amass not wealth, Oh Mortal Dear!
Be kind and love all and pass it on,
The treasure immortal not for you to do all alone
So be Compassionate to the World and do sail on.

You are not upon Earth to build castles in air,
But to become a successful participant in Eternity's Play;
You are the infinitesimal miniscule
of Heaven-rapt Ecstasy
And Godhead's choicest Golden Envoy.

You are left on the chosen station of life -
Awaiting flight for the next destination,
You are being endowed with a formidable foresight
To alight upon the Omniscient's blissful Kingdom.

You are upon Earth to unveil a future puissant
You are the reveller of a prescience prognostic;
You are not to trudge the dark solicitude
At your well-hidden Conscience' mystic forfeit.

You are to enjoy the unsullied Bliss
Entwined by the celestial hue,
To reveal the amazing future of Humanity:
The New Manifestation that has long since been awaiting you.

You are the incarnation of Love profound
Of the Divine Empire rich and vast,
You are the Captain of Creation's Playground
To play the most iconic all-transcending Act.

You are the Spirit of the breathless air
You are the sole-existent Bliss Immensitude,
You are not the body of blood and bone and flesh,
You are the Angelic Messenger of Beatitude.

Close your mortal eyes to see the Immortal Soul
To unravel the Mystery in an integrated Whole.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 17th September, 2019)

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)

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)