Guest guest Posted September 30, 2001 Report Share Posted September 30, 2001 White Wolfe [valemar.1] Sunday, September 30, 2001 4:16 AM Re: Tagore - Gitanjali (Part I) harshasan.....i would love to read the whole poem.....where is it....every morning i awake and look into my mira's eyes and the call, the pull of what lies beyond is shining in my face no matter where i go or what i look at.... **************************** Here it is Marksan. Harsha's Eternal Spring Once there was this mystery set in the dense fog of life nothing appeared clearly and thorn bushes on all sides. Being tired I stopped along the road and lay down to rest my back a while a pure spring gushed forth suddenly flooded the ground and made me smile. Too many body aches to move how with miseries we are wed as hopes played their endless melodies a welcome stillness led once more to a forgotten place and water dripped on my head. For naked lovers with no rent to give earth serves as the final bed and peaceful sleep comes easily to a tired, worn out heart. That day upon awakening even the air was wet but no ceilings now to keep out the light. The building puddles might have drowned me still but I had had my fill of sights and wonders or so I thought when by chance our eyes met. A perfect face of such radiance who can resist this innocence and having given up everything, it made no sense at all to hold back just my heart. The pull, this magic pull, on my decaying orbit, takes away the choice of ever being untrue. What voice can speak now and say I loved and lost myself in You Then Saw that You were Me. Silence stole us from ourselves For all Eternity. Harsha Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted October 1, 2001 Report Share Posted October 1, 2001 namaste!....beautiful!....^^~~~~~ - "Harsha" <harsha-hkl <> Sunday, September 30, 2001 3:32 PM Marksan/Step asideTagore! :-). > > White Wolfe [valemar.1] > Sunday, September 30, 2001 4:16 AM > > Re: Tagore - Gitanjali (Part I) > > harshasan.....i would love to read the whole poem.....where is it....every > morning i awake and look into my mira's eyes and the call, the pull of what > lies beyond is shining in my face no matter where i go or what i look > at.... > **************************** > Here it is Marksan. > > Harsha's Eternal Spring > > Once there was this mystery > set in the dense fog of life > nothing appeared clearly > and thorn bushes on all sides. > > Being tired I stopped along the road > and lay down to rest my back a while > a pure spring gushed forth suddenly > flooded the ground and made me smile. > > Too many body aches to move > how with miseries we are wed > as hopes played their endless melodies > a welcome stillness led > once more to a forgotten place > and water dripped on my head. > For naked lovers with no rent to give > earth serves as the final bed > and peaceful sleep comes easily > to a tired, worn out heart. > > That day upon awakening > even the air was wet > but no ceilings now > to keep out the light. > > The building puddles > might have drowned me still > but I had had my fill > of sights and wonders > or so I thought when > by chance our eyes met. > > A perfect face of such radiance > who can resist this innocence > and having given up everything, > it made no sense at all > to hold back just my heart. > > The pull, this magic pull, > on my decaying orbit, > takes away the choice > of ever being untrue. > What voice can speak now > and say I loved > and lost myself in You > Then Saw that You were Me. > Silence stole us from ourselves > For all Eternity. > > Harsha > > > > > /join > > > > > > All paths go somewhere. No path goes nowhere. Paths, places, sights, perceptions, and indeed all experiences arise from and exist in and subside back into the Space of Awareness. Like waves rising are not different than the ocean, all things arising from Awareness are of the nature of Awareness. Awareness does not come and go but is always Present. It is Home. Home is where the Heart Is. Jnanis know the Heart to be the Finality of Eternal Being. A true devotee relishes in the Truth of Self-Knowledge, spontaneously arising from within into It Self. Welcome all to a. > > > > Your use of is subject to > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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