Fortitude And Suffering
Fortitude And Suffering. by Ray Subrata
Faith! , I signed the bond,
I took shelter under your Will,
And complain never whatever comes,
As I have submitted to your thrill.
Time! the recording impression,
May engrave the body at its province,
But the soul, I am, you have confirmed,
Abreast and undaunted I would go forward,
Negating the tyranny of the senses.
Searcher of truth, invites gross body's death,
So that the subtlest Atman may rise,
For, faith returns as God's awakening,
With fortitude as suffering's prize.
Joy from within and independent freedom,
Is the soul's mission to realize its own Home!
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