Inevitable Word
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Inevitable Word

O Beauty

Sonnet — An Invocation To The Master #357

Oh what is it that appears to the gaze now
From these flurry of forms a new outline,
Like from a worn-out tome appears slow
Hidden letterings of symbols that shine.

A breath of some revealing thought arrives,
A wave of shivers is upon the veil of form,
A glimpse is caught of undying moods
Like an empty shore’s lone defiant bloom.

The piled up hours turn a shrine fashioned
With an altar high and a daemon unseen,
With deep humility is the Presence worshipped
By a silent song and a wordless hymn.

O Beauty beyond our earthly mar,
Come unto us from Thy heavens afar!

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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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