Sri Ramakrishna's Bride. Poem by Subrata Ray

Sri Ramakrishna's Bride.



In wither hallow, roamed a damsel,
With swift but shadowy feet,
I willed to entreat her,
I willed to offer her uncounted greet ,
But slightly vanished her abstract feet.

She seemed to have a smoky complexion,
And Time-Horse was by her side,
Might She was, I assume,
Bhagoban Sri Ramakrishna' Bride.

Mighty Heroes of Heavenly nature,
With awe and reverence, stood by Her side,
An wise voice cried, 'Be aware, be ware,
Oh -ho -ho, -She is Sri Ramakrishna' bride'

Lord Shiva in human form waits to follow her command,
And God, our Sri Ramakrishna Lord, worships Her as Woman.
Saints of godly station bow to receive Her mandate,
The least of Her will in a sip, devours the whole human-fate.

I saw Her as Savior in direst crisis of my passage ,
Lost in admiration, I cried with wonder -waiting eyes,
My unborrowed trance, began to dance,
As a boat in a topsy-turvy wave,
Beheld I, all on a sudden,
My remotest soul coming out of the cave.

My poor vagabond rose to write,
The newly offered language of Her Divine grace,
But tears of gratude rolled and rolled on,
And I whispered, -You the Divine Empress'

Saturday, July 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: spiritual
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Subrata Ray

Subrata Ray

Formerly East Pahistan
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