Inevitable Word
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Inevitable Word

A Godhead

Sonnet

An unfinished painting, Oil on Canvas by The Mother

A Godhead on the prowl from slumber to morrow,
Awakening the dawn with a word drawn from God’s breath.
A Godhead on a trudge to pilgrim lands of light,
Slow-paced of feet but heart sure of delight beyond all sorrow.

He began hoofing like a gallant horse on the marge of Time,
No longer slow-paced, but hooves trimmed as he strode
Upon the mighty spheres of timeless wonders of the Spirit,
Which dreamt and lived and moved within him.

He paced forth, imperial in stride and movement,
Growing measureless in form and substance he embodied.
Time’s reflexes were too slow for his steed,
He measured the universe by becoming a barefoot of God.

He moves in us unshadowed by our ignorance and falsehood,
His presence brightens our day amid darkness and night.

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Inevitable Word is a pedestal for the newer forms of Poetry, Prose and literary Criticism. It is an attempt to bring into every manuscript the inevitable word and expression of the Spirit, as may be found in the Vedas, and more prominently, in the works of Sri Aurobindo.

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Murli R

Murli R

Founder@goldenlatitude. Lover of Sanskrit, Latin, Greek & the English Metre. Mostly write on Sri Aurobindo’s Yoga, whom I earnestly follow within and without.