Master's Poetry

Selected Poems of Paramahansa Yogananda with suitable pictures.

Monday, 7 September 2009

God! God! God!

God! God! God!
From the depth of slumber,
As I ascend the spiral stairway of wakefulness,
I whisper
God, God, God!
Thou art the food and when I break my fast
Of nightly separation from Thee
I taste thee and mentally say
God, God, God!
No matter where I go, the spotlight of my mind
Ever keeps turning on Thee;
And in the battle din of activity my silent war cry
Is ever;
God, God, God!
When boisterous storms of trials shriek
And worries howl at me,
I drown their noises, loudly chanting
God, God, God!
When my mind weaves dreams
With threads of memories,
Then on that magic cloth I do emboss;
God, God, God!
Ever night, in time of deepest sleep,
My peace dreams and calls; Joy! Joy! Joy!
And my Joy comes singing evermore;
God, God, God!
In waking, eating, working, dreaming, sleeping,
Serving, meditating, chanting, divinely loving,
My soul constantly hums, unheard by any;
God, God, God!
- Paramahansa Yogananda

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Sunday, 6 September 2009

Magic Sea

Magic Sea
You alone can make a sea
With eyes of blue, and measurelessly deep
With transparent heart --
'Tis you
All hidden with endless mystery.
With flying fish perching,
On Your silver hair of surf dancing,
Somber sea gulls resting
On Your rich watery tresses
As the sun bestows its kisses
And makes them shine,
O Goddess, blue Brine,
Intoxicating all votaries with Your wine,
Your ever blushing scenic face
Surging in all secret solace --
Who, who could make this blue-eyed maiden
But You alone, ah You?
Man may make a myriad things that be
A little while;
But You alone can make a MAGIC SEA.

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