Re: Oh Beauty
- Thank you, Purnakama....another one just came! Here it goes:
My Lord, why do You love me?
"My child, this is really none of your business!
Do I have to explain My Will to you?"
My Dear Father-Lord, why do You love me?
"My child, if you must know,
I love you because you came from My Heart,
I love you because you live inside My every heart-beat,
I love you because, at the end of your journey's close,
You shall return to my Delight-Flooded-Infinity-Love-Heart."
My Dear Father-Lord, when you speak to me like this,
My heart is flooded with peace,
My eyes are flooded with tears
And my life is flooded with delight.
"My dear fondness-child,
Beyond the shadow of a doubt
That you are Mine,
Eternally and infinitely Mine,
My child, My child."
--- In Sri_Chinmoy_Inspiration@yahoogroups.com, purnakama2000
> Thank you Kamalakanta for this beautiful offering.
> I feel so often a the collective consciousness in disciples poetry
> as it often mirrors what I or others are feeling at the time.
> Your first stanza struck me powerfully as I have been feeling this
> way lately, but I also felt at the same time Guru's loving heart
> calling me back with love, forgiveness and compassion.
> --- In Sri_Chinmoy_Inspiration@yahoogroups.com, kamalakanta47
> <no_reply@> wrote:
> > "Oh Beauty,
> > Why do I not embrace You?
> > Oh my Lord,
> > Why do I run away from You?
> > My child,
> > In your inner life,
> > courage has to be your name.
> > In your outer life,
> > Self-giving has to be your game."
> > -Kamalakanta
- Dear Kamalakanta
It is as if God didn't allow you to drink, a mean He didn't offer you
anything to drink. But now a new glass of milk is presented to you and
you drink not water but milk.
Dibo ar mibo. Mibo ar dibo.
(Take and give. Give and take)
- Keep them coming Kamalakanta.
When I read these poems I feel like I could have written them such
is the nature of my self doubting mind.
I get so much inspiration from them, because we know that of course
Guru loves us, but our mind needs to be reminded sometimes.
- I am inspired to write I poem.
For me there is no reply.
But I shall become silent.
All my heart's sorrows
I shall give to the lasting
Builders of bridges
Inside my mind-forest.
I close my eyes and I shall know
Who the builders truly are.
They will have no parallels, because
the bridges are build the way
I can use it best and the way a child
sings and smiles inside my mind-forest.
- Purnakama, look what I found:
"My Lord loves me.
I do not have to know
Why and how He loves me."
Excerpt from Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, Part 10 by Sri Chinmoy.
with gratitude, Kamalakanta
- That poem just flowed out of me:
Oh my Master
With expectation or
Without any expectation
My present life needs
A little receptivity:
I do not want to be in the company
Of those who are only tolerated.
They are thinking of nothing but their own victory.
The inspection of your own purity-life is
The one and only help you need
To listen all the time to your Master.
-- In Sri_Chinmoy_Inspiration@yahoogroups.com, kamalakanta47
> "Oh Beauty,
> Why do I not embrace You?
> Oh my Lord,
> Why do I run away from You?
> My child,
> In your inner life,
> courage has to be your name.
> In your outer life,
> Self-giving has to be your game."
- After reading one poem in my notebook
(given August 24th, 1993)
I understood the urgency that
He tried to convey us all the time, to be aware
that his presence on earth is very limited and short.
"O my heart
Where are you?
I am becoming increasingly aware
Of your supreme importance in my
God-manifestation and God-Satisfaction."
unofficial quote by Sri Chinmoy
- Thank you, Doris.
I am now trying to manifest Guru's music with arrangements in which
there is no chord progression accompanying the melody...they are more
open and expansive.
In these arrangements often I will put more than one melody at the
same time, so that the melodies will provide each other with
counterpoint and harmony, instead of using chords to do so....
Here are some of the newer arrangements in this style, published iin
Radio Sri Chinmoy:
Param Pita Tomar Ashish
"Dusahasi Pather Mita" and "Amito Tomare"
What Next, My Lord?
with gratitude, Kamalakanta