From Aju Mukhopadhyay

Two Poems

A Complete Human Being

He was not poet-turned-politician-turned-yogi
Such an idea is the flip side of the story
Abracadabra of the common man;
When a poet, rising up in him was the revolutionary,
While preparing for the secret revolution, yoga touched him secretly;
One prepared the other in him as he was a manifold man
The inner being pushed him from one to the other theme.
He was poet revolutionary yogi journalist writer and thinker
One rolled into the other inseparably forever
He was not one but many at a time;
This truth about Sri Aurobindo is verifiable in varying degrees
In other greats’ life-histories.

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February Twenty-first

Under the hush of the early devout hours
an immaculate calm and a mystic silence prevailed:
Silent soft pearl drop dews
of grace and love of a myriad hues
were constantly falling from the divine bowers.
Then came the moment when all got drenched
by the heart-blossoming and joy-flowering showers
of the divine’s transcendent powers.
The throat and the lips and the tongue
remained unstirred; not even a whisper was heard.
Yet an unnamed name, a wordless cry
kept repeating and throbbing in the occult depths of the heart
Mother Mother.

OOOOO

Posted by me~
Barin
14=04-2008