Surya Gayatri – The hymn. (Rudra) Om haam tanmeshaye vidyamahe, vagvishuddhaye dheemahi, tanno Rudro prachodayat. Suryapustakanakam kritva Suryamantreh prapoojayat. Om haam heem hoom haim haum ham Shivasuryaye namah. Om ham Khakholkhaye Suryamurtaye namah. Om hraam hreem sarva Suryayi namah || Om salutations of being from body and spirit, to knowledge and sentience, purified and evolved …
Artwork of Minerva from Indian Mughal emperor Akbar’s court, 1590 “Those very groups of gods enter into You ; struck with fear, some extol (You) with joined palms. Groups of great sages and perfected beings praise You with elaborate hymns, saying ‘May it be!’ O you, who in some pretty boat, Eager to listen, have been …
Knock knock knocking to adore. I’d wrap a rhyme into a song obscured. Singing vision, crooning ever-glow. Like a breath of fresh air, ascending the shared tapestry of inner-most cores and care. Intimacy the journey in repair. Words for paradigm mentioned to dimensional fare. Fair and farther still. Adorable is ringing, outstanding still I await. …
From the Bhagavata Gita : “Then, filled with wonder, with hairs standing on end, he, Dhananjaya, (Arjuna), bowing down with his head to the Lord, said with folded hands. Arjuna said: O God, I see in Your body all the gods as also hosts of (various) classes of beings; Brahma the ruler, sitting on a …
“And as the seed waits eagerly watching for its flower and fruit. Anxious its little soul looks out into the clear expanse To see if hungry winds are abroad with their invisible array ; So Man looks out in tree, and herb, and fish, and bird, and beast. Collecting up the scattered portions of his …
There is an inertia to love, there syllables slip and meaning flits. Where the heights of one exist in the depths of the other. Like some parts of one have to see the eyes of the other. Sheer want of affection cannot scratch that surface. Just as token existence outside of posterity cannot derive outside …
How many bards gild the lapses of time! A few of them have ever been the food Of my delighted fancy,—I could brood Over their beauties, earthly, or sublime: And often, when I sit me down to rhyme, These will in throngs before my mind intrude: But no confusion, no disturbance rude Do they occasion; …
Ring out ye Crystal spears, Once bless our human ears, (If ye have power to touch our senses so) And let your silver chime Move in melodious time; And let the Base of Heav’ns deep Organ blow, And with your ninefold harmony. Make up full consort to th’ Angelike symphony. For if such holy Song …
Outer tread or inner reform. The question ponders night and morn’. The winds that take, Insight of an answer’s make. Upon day, repose, envision’s way. Evening odds, nods an ode to ferry sway. Good after moon’s reflection. Inflections convey.
In surrender, earnest and true, lie the aspirations and overtures to virtue. All at once begun, woven and wondered into the collective of silence’s hum. The residue reaches towards. All-encompassing and harmonising like gentle heart-strums. Imbued to burn and glow, like attributes and their afterthoughts in follow. Honed to adjudge focus’ curve and steer forward. …
This soaring, sacred thirst, Ambassador of bliss, approached first. Making a place in me That made me apt to prize, and taste, and see. For not the objects, but the sense Of things doth bliss to Souls dispense, And make it, Lord, like Thee. Sense, feeling, taste, complacency, and sight, These are the true and real …
“Green grows the laurel on the bank. Dark waves the pine upon the hill. Green hangs the lichen, cold and dank. Dark springs the heart-ease by the rill, Age-mosses clamber ever bright. Pale is the water-lily’s bloom . Thus Life still courts the shades of night, And beauty hovers o’er the tomb and loom.” – Unknown.
“Awake, Æolian lyre, awake, And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon’s harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take: The laughing flowers, that round them blow, Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the rich stream of music winds along Deep, majestic, smooth, and strong, Thro’ verdant vales, and …