Inevitable Word
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Inevitable Word


Sonnet — An Invocation to The Master #47

The clamorous din of the world dies,
Its old roar now worn to a whisper
That breathless ends in mute silence,
In memory remains a remembered quiver.

The world’s embellishments now past coin,
A stamped face of worthless promise,
Its weighed number a fool’s bargain,
All its commerce to a zero sums.

Now my soul but favours Thy mint,
Scattered glimmering from Thy treasury
Lures my being with Truth’s hint
And subsumes my heart almost wholly.

Veil not Thyself from any part of me,
To Thee is sworn soul, life and body.



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