Consciousness, Literature and the Arts
Archive
Volume 14 Number 2, August 2013
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My Soul Sings that Song
My soul sings that song
which my body fails to croon.
The soul pushes my inactive body away.
The trees outside are dancing to the tune of wind.
The soothing breeze of hope lifts my spirits up.
The sparrow outside is calling the spring.
My soul rises up in the anticipation of creation.
As body refuses to listen the voice of soul,
the indifferent soul does not take note of the noise outside.
Quite persistently , the soul picks up the pen from the ashes of despair
and draws the beautiful flowers of poetry in my mind.
Leaving the weak body back,
I have entered the world of effulgence
where I sit basking in the rays of Self
This may be a momentary flash of lightning,
but has soaked me in the eternal rain of Being.
So, I call myself to listen to the tune
the soul sings—timeless, undying and endless.
Krishna Plays the Pipe
Leave the cows in the jungle,
O Krishna!
They will come back on their own.
As the evening shadows fall,
Your pipe will call them back.
My son !
Do listen to the refrain
your soul sings.
Enter your heart
And search for the answers within your Self.
Don’t lose yourself in the jungle of noise
that strips your mind of the peace.
Night is still far away,
The shadows of the setting Sun
call you home.
Reach home before it gets dark.
My son! Life sings only once,
the tune audible to the soul.
Look ! Krishna’s cows have come back
on their own—
following the lilts of the pipe.
Come back home, Son!
Before your soul stops singing
and you forget your way home.
Rediscovering Self
If you open your wings, only then you learn to fly,
If you close your wings, how can you touch the sky?
O woman!
Ask yourself to have those dreams,
To feel your hopes, to realize your potential,
to let yourself be bathed in Sunbeams.
There is a thin line of breath
That separates life from death.
Either you choose the trodden road
that makes you unnoticed and hide,
Or you embrace eternity
That makes you bright as sunlight.
The goal is far, the sea is deep,
not too unfathomable to retreat.
Don’ give way to deviation.
It is God,
who chose you for creation.
It is God,
who chose you for creation.