Inevitable Word
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Inevitable Word

Take This Too

Sonnet

How many spires I have overpassed in this long climb,
How many selves have withered and fallen helpless,
A solemn silence’s invasion has left my being all numb,
Only is alive a steady flame of aspiration that shines.

Inhospitable are the ethereal heights that weigh upon
The lone soul the burdens immense that lumber below,
Hanging on a slender wisp of truth a little reality known
Leaving the pondering immensities in the abyss’ hollow.

Wither the epic, wither the ode, wither melancholy tune,
Here is but an ascetic silence and a harsh unpitying glare
Of an angry intolerant sun burning like a tyrant new born,
Commanding coldly all moistness of heart to disappear.

Here, take this too, the last secret spring of my human season,
Let it be known, even Thy harsh edicts I shall not abandon.

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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