Treasure Island

Bazi alis Subrata Ray

(January / Formerly East Pahistan)

The Scientific Realization Of Religion Of Man.


The Scientific Realization Of Religion Of Man.

Unlocked by itself the mystic door of the 3rd eye,
The gateway of the vast Unconscious opens,
Senses placed on the 4th and the 5th dimensions,
Converged into liquid quanta of purest abstract,
You had been in love with me since the birth of Time,
Through the passing heredity in joy and sorrows rime,
Generations as each days sunset mingle in the dark nights,
And in the queues of dawns grow and decay by and by,
We for Your Will assume figures of go as one like,
Then for the waited ones vacate rooms to play.

Destination! Heaven or Hell, -the fraud of imagination,
With the conventional priests and bishops vaults into astray,
And you cry for the self-cheating of your immortal inmates,
Who in their mortal coils invite Time to feast the bio-sense.

The realm of the treasure house within, as nucleus in an atom,
In a sphere with full-bloomed lotus and awakening Sun in placid sky,
In a moment as tsunami, or volcano or earth quake may appear,
And the barriers of senses may lose their roots.

Spiritual amplitude in feelings’ magnitude rises above relativity,
And the heads of the Einsteins and the Planks dissolve into Unconscious,

Submitted: Friday, February 21, 2014

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