BUDDHA -CHRIST

All revelations
flow from world's travails,
all crescents and crosses.
Lotussed cross,
the key to life divine,
the arc of grace.
Buddha-Christ,
the heroic bringers of light
from the tyranny of soul-killing might.
Truth on cross hanging,
Yet the felicity of it you will know
through crucifixion and resurrection.

SELF'S LIGHT

When all lights go off
the Self's light is awake,
when utter darkness prevails,
the lamp of self never fails.
Amidst lightning flash
wheel of fire whirling,
in golden letters effulging
the divine commandments.
The rule of right,
the kingdom of truth,
the dawn of peace shall come
when everyone joins the ministry of love.

THE ULTIMATE REVELATION

A lotus grown in muddy lake,
Truth's self forever awake
on whose whisper doors are flung open,
I am the ultimate revelation.
I unfold the creator's perfect plan
inscribed in the heart of every man,
hourly relayed on the film of time
by the scale of spherical chime.
No mystery, no truth beyond my eyes,
no mystic realm, no glen of paradise,
the nodal point of starry systems,
the compass of heavenly revolutions.
I keep a count of every mishap,
deviant orbits, discordant taps,
a lone meteor's fall
chance straying of a star.
My vision encompasses
worlds of humans and gods,
my saga the epic stuff of bards.
of laurels won and kingdoms lost.

THE PERFECT ARCHITECT

I shape the dome of the sky,
the invisible pillared diadems,
fix in space the eternal points of light.
Introduce motion in all what I make:
gases, minerals, elements,
skies and spheres in space.
I design and create every form and thing:
the multitudinous worlds,
the interstellar spaces and cosmic seas.
I set swirling lights in galaxied darkness,
launch lucent ships of many a resonance
in boundless ocean of space-time.
Roar and thunder in tempestuous tides,
cause cataclysmic upheavals in cosmic seas,
inhere in dark void as the HIranyagarbha.

COSMIC RESONANCE

Even if there be one who lives
the bliss of consummation,
transforms everyone into a beacon
in the world's oceanic darkness.
Silence laps all nature,
in supernal splendor,
all crannies it interfuses
with bliss of oneness.
On life's sounding board
all discords
blend into harmony
of cosmic resonance.

MYSELF TO MYSELF

MYSELF TO MYSELF
Only One remains
throughout the enoic time
weaving on His desire loom
new creations in succession.
The maker of the plot
himself knows the hidden suspense,
its cloak-dagger intrusions,
the ensnaring stratagems.
He, the puppeteer pulls puppets' string,
knows when to launch which one,
how long to make it strut on the stage,
at what moment to clamp the curtain.
The magic shadow-show has been on
since the beginning of time,
this play of hide and seek,
no chance it will ever cease.
Who is searching whom
when there is no second,
yet such zest in the quest!
myself to my Self!

GAYATRI, MANTRA OF MANTRA

GAYATRI, MANTRA OF MANTRA
Om, what precedes everything under the sun,
what sustains varied orders of creation,
what guides us to Truth's sacred seat.
Om, the origin of all speech,
the first emanation of Brahm
that shall last till the end of time.
Om, enshrines the three powers of the Great Being,
creation, preservation and dissolution,
the beginning, the middle and the end of all that is.
Om, the ultimate power supreme,
manifests in myriad orders sublime
space, time, forms, kinds and colours.
Om, the origin of origin, whence all mantra begin
spanning the three periods of manvantra
and the three powers of the God-Self who alone is.
Om Bhur, Bhuvah, Swaha, the power of the Sun,
the order of Truth permeating the three worlds
as Light of Universal Intelligence in all beings.
Gayatri is all-creating intelligence,
the dawn of Self's illumination
irradiated by the true sun.
Gayatri is Brahma, Gayatri is Vishnu,
Gayatri is Shiva, Gayatri is Surya,
Gayatri is Vedas, Gayatri is deities all.
The five-faced one, seated on the lotus throne,
wears crown on each of her five heads,
Her hallowed hand lifted to bless all beings.
The four heads of the Mother are the four Vedas
the fifth one is the Lord Supreme Himself
Vishnu's loved symbols adorn her ten hands.
Nine gems of purest ray serene adorn her crown
emiting lustre of light divine
guiding the aspirant to Her golden throne.
Gayatri scans the cosmos with her ten eyes
of them the sky and the earth keep a track
of universes on the run in spangled heaven.
Gayatri is Mantra of Mantra, a prayer to Savitur
pervading every speck and sphere
permeating our whole being with pure intelligence.
Constant repetition of Gayatri Chant
Builds a stairway to heaven
Opening the door of liberation.
This all-surpassing Mantra, the essence of all Revelation
revealed to sage Vishwamitra in Gayatri Chhand
twenty four syllable vedic metre with a triplet each of eight syllables,
Gayatri burns away all our karmic remains
to let us see the radiant Self in all beings,
the Truth's realization like a windless flame.
Gayatri is the crown of all mantric chants,
the invocation to Cosmic Intelligence,
the bestower of Bliss, Knowledge and Intuition.
Gayatri is the dawn effulging after midnight,
the soulful chant to the God of Light
unfolds beauty and order in existence.