The Real God!
The all embracing!
Does not punish,
Curse, victimise or perish!
The one Creatrix!
Creator of all that exist!
Processor of progressive upto the Summit!
In each and every creation creative!
The One Absolute Entirety!
Beyond form, thought, feel!
All encompassing, be breathe or still!
The never ever diminized Constancy!
Love you Lord!
Gratitude...
The REAL real God, the Divine is never limiting, diminishing, punishing existence.
Never happy or sad with human actions... Paap and Punya is not accounted here... something where the meaning and significance given by worldly world is not applicable... everything has different meaning and context.
The sensory world and its equation to the remaining world is unimportant here.
Something very concrete and simultaneous keeps on happening from here.
This atmosphere when touches the human heart, it understands everything one by one or all in an instance.
The sustaining Siddhis are never of one part of the being. The ones that are earned are always encompassing, integrally attained. Then only can stay to become oneself.
Then the emerging or emerged God is not 'mine' and 'thine' in difference...
Always ONE Absolute...
Ever beautiful...
Ever delightful...
Ever existing...
Thank you...
- Morli Pandya
October, 2017
Flower Name: Bougainvillea
Significance: GODS
Protection of the Gods
Luminous and clear-visioned.
Protection of the Gods
Luminous and clear-visioned.
A fragile miracle of thinking clay,
Armed with illusions walks the child of Time.
To fill the void around he feels and dreads,
The void he came from and to which he goes,
He magnifies his self and names it God.
He calls the heavens to help his suffering hopes.
He sees above him with a longing heart
Bare spaces more unconscious than himself
That have not even his privilege of mind,
And empty of all but their unreal blue,
And peoples them with bright and merciful powers.
For the sea roars around him and earth quakes
Beneath his steps, and fire is at his doors,
And death prowls baying through the woods of life.
Armed with illusions walks the child of Time.
To fill the void around he feels and dreads,
The void he came from and to which he goes,
He magnifies his self and names it God.
He calls the heavens to help his suffering hopes.
He sees above him with a longing heart
Bare spaces more unconscious than himself
That have not even his privilege of mind,
And empty of all but their unreal blue,
And peoples them with bright and merciful powers.
For the sea roars around him and earth quakes
Beneath his steps, and fire is at his doors,
And death prowls baying through the woods of life.
Savitri
BOOK IX: The Book of Eternal Night
CANTO II: The Journey in Eternal Night 586 587
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