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Spiritual Labour
by RAVI K DHAR
Friday, April 04, 2008
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Into the Inconscientís somnolent Self

He him did throw
To feel the razor-edge of agony and grief,
This halcyon-white spirit-self
Condemned to the other bank of
The Sea of Ignorance by God, His Heavenly Father.

Winding his Way fretfully
Through matter, life and mind
He came upon the ledge
Where he espied the immeasurable deep
Beckoning him towards Itself.
Seared in ennuiís blazing furnace
He plunged headlong into the emptiness of his self.

The people around him laughed
And he with them, at them.

For he the Eternal Sea-farer
Had made the final leap
Into the self-same stuff
Of the Supraconscientís Quietude
From the mindís restless Ďsalilamí*.

Awakened from his eternal sleep
He was wroth to come down again
To browse in pastures black and green
But as it was decreed thus
He could not but bow his head
To the task the Lord for him had set.

Wading through the sticky mire of mind and matter
He picked up pearls like the mythical swan
And upon the peopled beaches them did throw
That man shackled in Natureís clasp
Once again might rise
With a head held high in supernal spheres
And feet in them too.

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