Sri Chinmoy Ghose

(27 August 1931 – 11 October 2007 / Shakpura, Chittagong / Bangladesh (British Era))

Visions Of The Emerald Beyond - Poem by Sri Chinmoy Ghose

No more am I the foolish customer
Of a dry, sterile, intellectual breeze.
I shall buy only
The weaving visions of the emerald-Beyond.
My heart-tapestry
Shall capture the Himalayan Smiles
Of my Pilot Supreme.
In the burial of my sunken mind
Is the revival of my climbing heart.
In the burial of my deceased mind
Is the festival of my all-embracing life.

Comments about Visions Of The Emerald Beyond by Sri Chinmoy Ghose

  • Gold Star - 5,000 Points Elizabeth Padillo Olesen (9/17/2015 12:55:00 AM)

    Beautifully said. I can see the Himalayas and festival of Dhasain, festing over the beauty of life! Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 27, 2012

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