Inevitable Word
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Inevitable Word

Chariot Of Sound

Sonnet

An ornamented chariot of sound I did once mount,
Riding upon a foam-crested waves of a storm,
Billowing plumes of splendorous hues all bright,
Flooding my heart’s gulfs with joy’s full sum.

I saw its wielders, players of tunes for battling gods,
They who sometimes descend, the cullers of ill,
Strung to a loud chant of war and decisive force,
Like harvesters of heaven come to earth fields till.

The lyre strings they held like a hero his sword,
A blur of swiftness and force passion laden,
Staging on a meagre podium sound unbound
Of gods warring beauty with bliss’ burden.

Oh, for all warring to be thus, of joy tangling joy,
A reckless rapture of Krishna’s peacock-crested ecstasy!

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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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Mahesh CR

Mahesh CR

Hi, I am Mahesh CR, Founder @tataatsu. I walk the borderlands between technology & spirituality. Follow @kalisbrood for Spirituality & Hinduism related topics

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