Visions Of The Vast Blue Empyrean Poem by RAJ NANDY

VISIONS OF THE VAST BLUE
EMPYREAN
BY
RAJ NANDY


' The heavens declare the glory of the
Lord,
The sky proclaim His divine handiwork! '
- Psalm of David.

(I)

The SKY is a multidimensional manifestation of
God's creation,
A translucent blue canopy above all and one!
The sky has inspired humans for centuries to aspire
and dream, -
To seek His blessings and guidance from above;
And shall continue to do so for centuries to come!
The sky beckons, lures, with its mystical spell;
Making humans with leaping aspirations to try out
and reach, -
Those frontiers where the sky is the unlimited limit
of all our hopes, aspirations and dreams!
The sky, lush, luring, lucious and sweet, -
Invite, entice, and fills us with a sense of wonder!
How God-like in appearance, and almost human in
its expressions!
The sky has remained as a silent witness to the birth of
our planet,
Since God created the firmament and the heavens,
before creating the earth!
The sky, a silent spectator since eons past,
Shall continue to see the fading away of old stars;
And formation of baby galaxies in a cosmic drama of
His creation,
Lying beyond the comprehension of mankind!
While we try to delve His secrets, which we can
neither fully comprehend nor unravel;
And can only continue to wonder and marvel!

(II)

The blue sky continues to inspire and even melts;
While its blue translucence silently seep into
the poet's heart,
As he sits to reflect and shape his thoughts;
And the vast expanse of the ethereal sky,
Stretching his mind with future dreams and
visions!
While the azurite blue begins to flow through his
veins, and gets transmitted through his pen,
To convey his exalted thoughts and deepest feelings,
in poetic lines and verse,
Which becomes the poet's sole mission!
And at night when the poet meditates, he catches a
falling star,
And writes a poem on it and keeps it in his pocket, -
Saving it for a rainy day!
And during the silence of the night, when the hours
grow dark and deep,
And the sky gently droops and drips;
The poet wakes to write and writes to sleep!

(III)

The sky flows on to the canvas of the painter,
As he desperately tries to depict its varied com -
plexions and moods,
With his limited colours, shades and hues,
Flashing and spilling his canvas with touches of
tints and tones,
To captivate the capricious, transient and fanciful
moods, which the sky adorns!
The deep blue empyrean is at times blissful and
sublime,
Changing from a radiant, opulent and iridescent, -
To threatening, menancing and violent!
Both devastating and destructive as the sweeping
tornado or the hurricane!
Yet when God decides to paint the Aurora Borealis,
the Northen Lights, -
Those glowing diaphanous curtains of waving, swirling
streamers of lights,
With its red, green, blue, violet, and luminescent spell-
binding shades!
How can any artist foolishly dare to compete or replicate
His celestial art?
For the Auroras are a reflection of His live handiwork, -
Which shall never diminish or fade!



(I V)

The crystal blue arch of heaven, a glorious canopy
cover over our head ,
Blesses us with the much needed shade;
From the tormenting and scorching rays of the
relentless summer's sun!
With its varying layers of passing clouds,
While the sun completes its diurnal run!
Those high cheerful cirrus and cirrostratus of the
winter sky,
The meditating altocumulous and altostratus of
medium heights,
And those upward swelling, ambitious clouds of
cumulonimbus,
Carrying the thunder bolts and lightning of the
great Zeus!
And finally those low sheets of stratus cloud of the
rumbling monsoon sky;
Bringing incessant rain and lightning darts, -
Flashing like a whip lash across the sky and the
earth!
With the speed of sound always lagging behind
that of light, -
Thunder bolts always follow those blinding flashing
darts of dazzling blue light!
While the good earth absorbs it all like some suffering
soul,
And forever regenerates itself to transcend its
tormenting plight!


(V)

The clouds floating like fluffy wools of cotton
and the downs of white goose feathers,
Adds dimensions, visual depth, definition and
a sense of perception;
For the human mind to behold and meditate, -
Those vast measureless depths of the infinite!
The clouds with its varying forms and shapes,
At times like the ice cream cones with vanilla
tops, and wisps of cream;
Keep floating across the cerulean blue, forming
and melting, -
From one nothingness into another, below the
arched vault of the heavens!
And at times the clouds coalesce to dissipate as
gentle rain,
With rhythmic beats, or follow some wild musical
note,
Lashing against the earth like a dancer in trance!
While it brings down the cool aqua, the very elixir
of life!

(VI)

The sky is held captive by its own void of eternal
silence!
As nature's mirror, it reflects and also shows us a
glimpse of the infinite!
While the night sky by itself exhibits a wonderous
sight,
With the sentinal stars shining like a living hymn
written in light!
And the ebony treasure vault of heavens hold the
sparkling and glittering countless gems;
Of pearls of lily white, rubies with red sheen,
And galaxies shimmering like hyacinth of purple
light!
The sky envelopes the earth all around in an elusive
embrace of unconsumated love!
But each night, in hope and expectations the sky
adorns itself, -
With diamond neckless and pearls of milky white,
Woven round its dark black flowing stresses;
Casting longing looks towards the beloved earth,
To whom she is attracted from her very birth!

(VII)

The sky despite its wide range of colourful
spectrums and moods,
Forever retains its pristine colour of azure blue,
Behind its gray and somber clouds!
Each morning the sky presents us with a clean blue
slate,
Where nothing ever remains written or etched!
Inspiring humans to make a new beginning,
Before time runs out and it becomes too late!
Yet the sky never forgets to reflect the arched
rainbow over its brow,
Once the thunder clouds and storms dissipate!
Keeping our hopes and aspirations forever alive!
And impelling us to strive in all our endeavours
and to excell!

(VIII)

The sky remains as a revelation of God's immacu-
late handiwork!
The blue welkin, God's treasure trove, with it's
capricious moods,
Sometimes furious, sometimes iridescent, but by nature
divinely sublime!
The sky a recurrence of happenings, with its speckled dance, -
Of colours, cadence, and of light and shade,
Giving us a taste, smell and feel of eternity, -
Which appears as real, illusory and ephemeral!
Transcending all our scientific formulas, speculations
and intricate trumped-up logic;
Since many mystical and unknown energy forms exist in
our sky and space,
Beyond the realms of Quantum Physics and Relativity! *
And forces can even be made to emanate from the human
mind and soul and to transcend, -
To blend with those vibrations in the celestial spheres
of the Divine!


(IX)

The sky shall forever remain a source of exhilaration
and exhortation for mankind, -
And as an exaltation of God's divine and lofty thoughts!
The sky also remains as our ultimate frontier,
Stretching the dimensions of human consciousness,
Till our consciousness learns to merge with the
Divine;
To become one and to blend, under the blue vault
of our blissful emphyrean!

- RAJ NANDY
NEW DELHI
May 2008

(*Latest being the five different versions of the
the String Theories = 'M Theory', not yet proved!)
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