Guest guest Posted November 24, 2009 Report Share Posted November 24, 2009 Cloistered in her Castle Royal, where Cleft in casselated cliffs of ragged stone, Lies the chamber of my chatelaine alone. " Why lurk lambent behind a latice there? " Beams stream from her stare, a gaze so rare, A holy terror, like a crouching tigress thrown On a couch of jungle flowers thickly grown; Her ruby fire glows, my heart suspires for air. " Huntress, in this desert of dire delusion You rip out ripe egos of your waiting prey; Their arrogance of willful world illusion. Hear my bleeding buffalo's plaintive bray; I pray, end my pain before the break of day; Free me from this snare of mind confusion " . Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted November 26, 2009 Report Share Posted November 26, 2009 Dear Alan,This is beautiful and powerful. Thank you for this wonderful poem and illuminating message.Love,JohnSent from my iPhoneOn Nov 24, 2009, at 2:50 AM, Alan Jacobs <alanadamsjacobs wrote: Cloistered in her Castle Royal, where Cleft in casselated cliffs of ragged stone, Lies the chamber of my chatelaine alone. "Why lurk lambent behind a latice there?" Beams stream from her stare, a gaze so rare, A holy terror, like a crouching tigress thrown On a couch of jungle flowers thickly grown; Her ruby fire glows, my heart suspires for air. "Huntress, in this desert of dire delusion You rip out ripe egos of your waiting prey; Their arrogance of willful world illusion. Hear my bleeding buffalo's plaintive bray; I pray, end my pain before the break of day; Free me from this snare of mind confusion". Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted November 26, 2009 Report Share Posted November 26, 2009 Friends, Happy Thanksgiving. I find myself more active on Facebook these days but am reading the posts. Feel free to join me on facebook if you are sangha member. Please write me a note first so that I know it is someone from this group. Radhe-ji has posted this to the group and I think it is beautiful and informative post and you will find it most wonderful. Posts posted on luthar.com now automatically show up on my facebook account. Please feel free to contact me, if you wish to be an author and luthar.com/ gratitude-and-divine-grace/ Namaste and love to all Harsha , John Andreadis <johnandreadis wrote: > > Dear Alan, > > This is beautiful and powerful. Thank you for this wonderful poem and > illuminating message. > > Love, > > John > > > > > Sent from my iPhone > > On Nov 24, 2009, at 2:50 AM, Alan Jacobs <alanadamsjacobs > wrote: > > > Cloistered in her Castle Royal, where > > Cleft in casselated cliffs of ragged stone, > > Lies the chamber of my chatelaine alone. > > " Why lurk lambent behind a latice there? " > > Beams stream from her stare, a gaze so rare, > > A holy terror, like a crouching tigress thrown > > On a couch of jungle flowers thickly grown; > > Her ruby fire glows, my heart suspires for air. > > > > " Huntress, in this desert of dire delusion > > You rip out ripe egos of your waiting prey; > > Their arrogance of willful world illusion. > > Hear my bleeding buffalo's plaintive bray; > > I pray, end my pain before the break of day; > > Free me from this snare of mind confusion " . > > > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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