Bazi alis Subrata Ray

Silver Star - 4,476 Points (January / Formerly East Pahistan)

The Pilgrims To Divinity - Poem by Bazi alis Subrata Ray

The Pilgrims To Divinity,

Often the grace of God comes from friends,
Who from illusions' misery themselves wean,
With the fruits of conscience, faith and devotion,

They catch the wandering mind,
Entrap that, in a cage of stern austerity,
And refine the crude oil of their lamps.

They reduce the mind into a new vacation,
And remold the cage for the room of the Beloved,
Ah! a pure body, and a peerless (heart) bed..

Electro-divine fragrance emits from them,
And the distance between death and life is forgotten,
By their love, all our 'unequal' - the Signal attains.

Often the grace of God comes from friends,
Who with their love tell us how to amend,
And awaken and steed the divine mind in us,
Ah! whose bodies suffer giving us a divine touch!

Nothing is enough for them , but tears of gratitude,
For they open in us the artesian well,
And bedeck our boats to have the divine-sail.

Topic(s) of this poem: devotion


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 3, 2015



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