An Infinite Vision of The Mother Divine
I sat all alone by the temple wall As the moon rode high in the cloudless sky. Waiting for a glimpse of the Mother Divine On this holy and sacred night of nights. How long I'd waited, I'd lost count, The months and years flew by. Yet, I waited, day after day To catch but a glimpse of that vision sublime. The stars gleamed softly in the inky sky The world hushed by the silence of night, And then I heard a distant tinkle, The tinkle of anklet bells coming my side. As I listened the music grew closer, I knew for certain She was coming my way. Then suddenly, the air was filled with fragrance, A fragrance I'll not forget till my dying day. It seemed that rose, jasmine and incense And other wondrous scents had melded Into a matchless fragrance-а scent sublime. The air filled with a perfume most glorious I knew in my heart She was so near. I sank to my knees, my head to the ground I felt Her presence, all-pervasive. My eyes closed shut so they could not see, Yet I knew with my mind's eye She was there. Reeling with a tumult of thoughts infinite, Could I but dare to open my eyes To catch a glimpse of that awesome beauty, 8 For which I had waited all my life. At last my eyelids lifted a little As I lay prostrate at that holy spot. I'll never forget the splendour I witnessed As I gazed with wonder at what I saw. The feet before me glowed brightly, With the brilliance of a hundred full moons, Adorned most richly sparkling jewels The beauty beyond compare. with was I could but catch a glimpse of that radiance As my eye closed once more in reverence profound And the tears flowed unrestrained As they gushed forth to wash Her feet on that holy ground. How long I lay there I don't remember, But when I came to and opened my eyes All was empty and there was only silence, On the floor a vermilion marked leaf, Told me what I saw was not a wishful dream. And as a benediction a red rose lay there Which I picked up and held to my heart Ever since, Presence I feel Her In the innermost chamber of my heart. Overcome profound by peace most I know now that She is with me, always. Glory to the Mother Divine.
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An Infinite Vision of The Mother Divine
I sat all alone by the temple wall As the moon rode high in the cloudless sky. Waiting for a glimpse of the Mother Divine On this holy and sacred night of nights. How long I'd waited, I'd lost count, The months and years flew by. Yet, I waited, day after day To catch but a glimpse of that vision sublime. The stars gleamed softly in the inky sky The world hushed by the silence of night, And then I heard a distant tinkle, The tinkle of anklet bells coming my side. As I listened the music grew closer, I knew for certain She was coming my way. Then suddenly, the air was filled with fragrance, A fragrance I'll not forget till my dying day. It seemed that rose, jasmine and incense And other wondrous scents had melded Into a matchless fragrance-а scent sublime. The air filled with a perfume most glorious I knew in my heart She was so near. I sank to my knees, my head to the ground I felt Her presence, all-pervasive. My eyes closed shut so they could not see, Yet I knew with my mind's eye She was there. Reeling with a tumult of thoughts infinite, Could I but dare to open my eyes To catch a glimpse of that awesome beauty, 8 For which I had waited all my life. At last my eyelids lifted a little As I lay prostrate at that holy spot. I'll never forget the splendour I witnessed As I gazed with wonder at what I saw. The feet before me glowed brightly, With the brilliance of a hundred full moons, Adorned most richly sparkling jewels The beauty beyond compare. with was I could but catch a glimpse of that radiance As my eye closed once more in reverence profound And the tears flowed unrestrained As they gushed forth to wash Her feet on that holy ground. How long I lay there I don't remember, But when I came to and opened my eyes All was empty and there was only silence, On the floor a vermilion marked leaf, Told me what I saw was not a wishful dream. And as a benediction a red rose lay there Which I picked up and held to my heart Ever since, Presence I feel Her In the innermost chamber of my heart. Overcome profound by peace most I know now that She is with me, always. Glory to the Mother Divine.
DISCLAIMER:
The views expressed in the Article above are KIRAN DHAR and kashmiribhatta.in is not in any way responsible for the opinions expressed in the above article. The article belongs to its respective owner or owners and this site does not claim any right over it.
Courtesy: KIRAN DHAR and Speaking Tree,Times of India