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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #3570 on: October 18, 2015, 09:25:26 PM »

Skanda Matha
The mother of Lord Subramanya


Let the renowned Skanda Mata  who sits on the throne,
Who has lotus flowers in both her hands,
be kind to me.


Nava Durga Stotram
verse 5

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« Reply #3571 on: October 18, 2015, 10:02:45 PM »

The Fowler and the Bird


A fowler went out to catch birds, and disguised himself by wrapping his head up in leaves and grass, so as to avoid frightening the birds away from his snare. A bird of some sagacity came near him, and suspected something wrong, but foolishly lingered near, and began to question him as to his business. The fowler said he was a hermit who had retired from the world and dressed himself in weeds for the health of his soul. The bird said he was surprised to see a Mosalman doing this in contravention of the Prophet's precept, "There is no monkery in Islam," and his repeated declarations that Islam involves association with the faithful and avoidance of a solitary life. The fowler replied that a solitary life was allowed in heathen countries for the soul's health. The bird then asked what the grains of wheat were that were strewed on the trap. The fowler replied that they were the property of an orphan, which had been deposited with him in consequence of his known probity. The bird then asked permission to eat some, as he was very hungry, and the fowler, with much pretended reluctance, allowed him to do so. The moment he touched the grain the trap closed upon him, and he found himself a prisoner. He then abused the fowler for his trickery, but the fowler said he had only himself to blame for his greediness in eating the food which belonged to an orphan.
The moral is, that it is not destiny which leads people into afflictions, but their own errors and vices.


The bird's cries to God for aid.
When he had eaten the grain he was caught in the trap,
And began to recite the chapters "Yasin" and "An'am."
Then he began to wail and cry loudly,
So that the very fowler and his trap shook with grief.
He said, "My back is broken by the conflict of my thoughts;
O Beloved One, come and stroke my head in mercy!
The palm of Thy hand on my head gives me rest,
Thy hand is a sign of Thy bounteous providence.
Remove not Thy shadow from my head,
I am afflicted, afflicted, afflicted!
Sleep has deserted my eyes
Through my longing for Thee, O Envy of cypresses!
Though I be unworthy of Thy favor, how were it
If thou shouldst regard the grieves of unworthy me?
What claim of right can a non-existent thing make
To have the doors of Thy bounty opened to it?
Yet Thy bounty had regard to my senseless dust
And endued it with the ten jewels of the senses
Five external senses and five internal senses,
Whereby inanimate seed became a living man.
O Light on high! what is repentance without Thy grace
But a mere mockery of the beard of repentance;
Thou rootest up the hairs of such repentance,
Repentance is the shadow, Thou the shining Moon.
Alas! Thou hast ruined my house and home;
How can I cease wailing while Thou oppressest me?
How can I flee away when there is no living away?
Without Thy sustaining lordship there is no slave.
O take my life, Thou that art the source of life!
For apart from Thee I am wearied of my life.
I am a lover well versed in lovers' madness,
I am weary of learning and sense.
Since my bashfulness is destroyed, I will publish secrets;
How long must I bear this trepidation and anxiety?
Formerly I was covered by modesty as by a veil,
Now I will leap from it under Thy coverlet!
O comrades, our Beloved has closed up all paths;
We are as lame deer, and He as a raging lion.
Say what remedy is there but resignation
(To God I commit my case" (Koran xl. 47))
When one is fallen into the hands of the raging lion?"


Constant watchfulness is needed, in order to avoid the snares of the world, and not to miss the divine blessing whenever it may appear. There is a tradition, "When half the night has passed Allah will descend to earth, and cry, 'Ho, ye that ask, it shall be answered to you; and ye that crave pardon, it shall be pardoned to you; and ye that petition, your petitions shall be granted.'"
But all who sleep the sleep of negligence will miss the promised blessing.

Rumi
Masnavi book 6

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #3572 on: October 18, 2015, 10:49:19 PM »
Be free; hope for nothing from anyone.
I am sure if you look back upon your lives
you will find that you were always vainly trying
to get help from others which never came.


Have faith in yourselves,
and stand up on that faith and be strong;
 that is what we need.

Swami Vivekananda

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #3573 on: October 18, 2015, 11:04:03 PM »
Never mind the struggles, the mistakes.
 I never heard a cow tell a lie, but it is only a cow- never a man.
So never mind these failures, these little backslidings;
hold the ideal a thousand times,and if you fail a thousand times,
make the attempt once more.

No need for looking behind. FORWARD!
We want infinite energy, infinite zeal, infinite courage,
and infinite patience, then only will great things achieved.
Purity, patience and perseverance overcome all obstacles.
All great things must of necessity be slow.
Oh, if only you knew yourselves!
You are souls; you are Gods.
 If ever I feel like blaspheming, it is when I call you man.

Swami Vivekananda

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #3574 on: October 18, 2015, 11:09:39 PM »

So be truly glad.
There is wonderful joy ahead.
Even though you have to endure
many trials for a little while.


1Peter 1;6

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #3575 on: October 19, 2015, 07:06:17 PM »

Kathyayini
Daughter of sage Kathyayana


Let Goddess Kathyayini,
who holds the shining Chandrahasa ,
Who rides on the imperial lion  and  who is the killer of asuras,
give me good things.

Nava Durga Stotram
verse 6

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #3576 on: October 19, 2015, 07:26:21 PM »

I sing about you ,who is a Goddess of all,
And an ocean of mercy, who has the greatness
Of the pure luster of the shining sun,
Who wears the crescent on her hair,
And who has forehead like the cool moon?s crescent.

Saraswathi Bhujanga prayata stotram
verse 2

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #3577 on: October 19, 2015, 07:58:42 PM »

I am the taste of water,
the light of the Sun and the Moon,
the syllable OM in the Vedic mantras;
I am sound in ether,and ability in man.
Know that I am the original seed
of all Existence,
the intelligence of the intelligent,
and the prowess of all powerful men.

Bhagavad Gita

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #3578 on: October 19, 2015, 08:07:32 PM »

Never doubt in the dark
what God has shown you in the light.

V. Raymond Edman

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #3579 on: October 19, 2015, 08:32:00 PM »

If a thousand Suns were to have risen
in the sky at once,
Such brilliance as this might resemble
the brilliance of that Supreme Self.

Bhagavad Gita

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #3580 on: October 21, 2015, 02:31:55 AM »

Kalarathri
Dark night

Let the fearsome black Kalarathri ,who has one braid,
Who decorates herself with a rose and lotus flower ,
Has ornaments in her ears,who is naked,
Who rides on a donkey ,who has long lips,
Who has applied oil all over her body,
Who wears several coloured ornaments,
Remove the darkness of my ignorance.

Nava Durga Stotram
verse 7

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #3581 on: October 21, 2015, 02:37:44 AM »

Mahagauri
The pure white Goddess


Let the Mahagauri  who rides on a white bull,
Who is dressed in white,Who is pure,
give me auspeciosness and make  Lord Shiva happy.

Nava Durga Stotram
verse 8

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« Reply #3582 on: October 21, 2015, 03:14:46 AM »

Even though Krishna was the Supreme Lord,He, resorting to His inner potency,
decided to enjoy those nights in autumn when He saw the jasmine flowers blossoming.
The king of the stars,the Moon, at the time painted with his rays the face of the east in red,
 thus giving comfort to all who longed for him, just like a lover approaching his beloved
 ends her grief when he after a long time shows up again.
Krishna saw how the kumuda lotuses opened to the brilliance of the full Moon ,
the Moon that glowed as red as the fresh kunkuma on the face of the Goddess.
He saw how the forest was reddened by the gentle rays of that light
and sweetly played His flute that enchanted the minds of the beautiful eyed gopis.

Srimad Bhagavata
10;29,1,2,3,4

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« Reply #3583 on: October 21, 2015, 04:04:43 AM »

'With His left cheek put to His left arm He oh gopis, with His eyebrows moving,
places the flute at His lips, while stopping its holes with His tender fingers.
Where Mukunda thus sounds His flute the women travel the sky together with the Siddhas.
Embarrassed about the desires pursued by their minds,
they listen in amazement and forget the sadness they felt, as also their girdles.
Oh girls, listen how wonderfully Nanda's son, the giver of joy to people in trouble,
He with His brilliant smile and fixed streak of lightning,the Goddess on His chest, sounds His flute.
Groups of bulls kept in the pasture, deer and cows, with their ears pricked up at a distance,
with their mouths filled, stop chewing and, transfixed by His play, dreaming,
stand frozen as if it concerned a drawn picture. When Mukunda dear gopis,
looking like a wrestler with an arrangement of peacock feathers,colors and leaves,
together with Balarama and the gopas, calls for the cows, the flow of the rivers is interrupted.
They, just like us lacking in piety, trembling out of love with their arms of water stand perplexed,
while hankering for the dust of His lotus feet that is transported by the wind.
When He moving around in the forest and on the hillsides, as the Original Person
with His flute calls for the cows,He who for His prowess and inexhaustible opulences
extensively is praised in every way, the creepers and the trees, heavy with flowers and fruits,
bend over all by themselves. As if they wanted to reveal Lord present within them,
they in their love rain down torrents of sweet sap,
while the growths on their bodies stand on end in ecstatic love.
The very moment He as the most attractive one to see raises His flute,
while humming swarm of bees around His divine garland flies
intoxicated by the honey sweet fragrance of the tulsi flowers, oh then,
the cranes, swans and other birds in the lake with their minds seized by the charm of the song
come forward to pay Him homage with their eyes closed,
keeping silent with their minds under control.

Srimad Bhagavata
10;35


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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #3584 on: October 21, 2015, 04:32:31 AM »

We love because he first loved us.

John 4:19