Dakshineswar, -The Holiest Place Of God's Incarnation. Poem by Subrata Ray

The mother earth,
Since her birth,
Wished contentment with divine touch,
She cried and cried, remained wearied,
Till Sri Ramakrishna's Birth.

The Divine Kali was pleased to incarnate,
To Queen Rashmani, she revealed her object,
And the Temple was made to fulfill the project.

Devotee -Gadhadhar came to serve as priest,
Incarnated Avatar He was with Kali's merit,
With fiery frenzy, wangi -wangi tears roll.

Day in and day out, in lonely aloft ,
The awakening of the impossible went,
Pathos and pains for the grandest gains,
Found the evolution of spiritual channel.

The granite-stone of mother Kali dropped her illusion,
And poured her spirit, in Sri Ramkrishna's retreat,
And appeared with vibrated commotion.

Came the apostles, the thirsty travelers,
To quench their feverish hearts,
Narendra, Rakhal, Tarak, -so many took part,
The Divine turned into reality implementing Samadhi's art.

With flowery face, renunciation embraces,
And the wall between inert and Unconscious dissolved,
Love without sense, flourished as mystic trance,
And the ways of knowing the self was solved.