The Artesian Tears Poem by Subrata Ray

Devotee spiritual aspirant or sanyasin
To have the BLESSED Oasis
In dreary mirage of life
From birth to birth in this earth
Cry with tearful eyes to have the prize.

Perilous painful passage pangs
Slide glide with Ramakrishna's name sung
Day in and day out and so on and so on
With Jappa Meditation and Bhaba are grown.

Thirsty to quench but no Water to drench
In the weary deserted hills
But a sudden will intervenes to deal
And opens the Fountain of the choked seal

Distilled Divine flood of tears
Springs forth with Unconscious Mirth
And the Tsunami led by Brahman
Takes hold.