Bazi alis Subrata Ray
Heart –the Home Of God. - Poem by Bazi alis Subrata Ray
In the midst of the body,
Blooms the infinite- Unconscious,
And on that condensed dumb,
The Lotus widens its petals.
When the mind is nonattached,
And it nurtures the body to be pure,
The flash of Divine, there will be sure,
Avatar Sri Ramakrishna may there spring,
There by life achieves the grandest thing.
Invincible Faith in the unattainable,
And tearful-anguish for His absence,
Heart, -the abode of God, feels His presence.
The thoughts of God’s image,
His virtuous fostering of his creations,
By and by form, -new sense’s notion.
Grass-level goodness, and innocence of ignorance,
Rise into activity to break all fence.
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