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the only truth I know is my own experience

Maya January 13, 2011

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That I should make much of myself and turn it on all sides,
thus casting colored shadows on thy radiance
—such is thy Maya.

Thou settest a barrier in thine own being
and then callest thy severed self in myriad notes.
This thy self-separation has taken body in me.

The poignant song is echoed through all the sky in many-coloued tears
and smiles, alarms and hopes; waves rise up and sink again,
dreams break and form.
In me is thy own defeat of self.

This screen that thou hast raised is painted with innumerable figures
with the brush of the night and the day.
Behind it thy seat is woven in wondrous mysteries of curves,
casting away all barren lines of straightness.

The great pageant of thee and me has overspread the sky.
With the tune of thee and me all the air is vibrant,
and all ages pass with the hiding and seeking of thee and me.

poem by Rabindranath Tagore

 

In the Beginning of Time January 21, 2010

Filed under: poem,poetry,spirituality — axinia @ 10:58 am
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In the beginning of time,

 there rose from the churning of God’s dream two women.

One is the dancer at the court of paradise,

 the desired of men, she who laughs and plucks the minds of the wise
from their cold meditations

and of fools from their emptiness;

and scatters them like seeds with careless hands in the extravagant
winds of March, in the flowering frenzy of May.

The other is the crowned queen of heaven,

 the mother, thronedon the fullness of golden autumn;

she who in the harvest-time
brings straying hearts to the smile sweet as tears,

 the beauty deep as the sea of silence,

-brings them to the temple of the Unknown,
at the holy confluence of Life and Death.

Rabindranath Tagore

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Sparkling quotes by R. Tagore December 2, 2008

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Normally I am not that fond of quotes, because I believe that there is nothing we can learn from someody else`s experience. But we can get inspired!

These are the words of wisdom by one of my favourite poet, Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941):

……

Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.

……..

I have become my own version of an optimist. If I can’t make it through one door, I’ll go through another door – or I’ll make a door. Something terrific will come no matter how dark the present.

……..

Nirvana is not the blowing out of the candle. It is the extinguishing of the flame because day is come.

……..

We come nearest to the great when we are great in humility.

……..

Emancipation from the bondage of the soil is no freedom for the tree.

……..

I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service. I acted and behold, service was joy.

…….. (more…)

 

 
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