Who Is God, Where He Is? Poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar

Who Is God, Where He Is?



When I am a part of this universe,
Rest of universe is my God,
I feel atomic,
my complimentary is gigantic!

When I identify my complimentary is I myself,
Universe and I become one!
Goal of soul is to get all experience,
From prior to human,
then human to divine!

Then comes a day on which universe becomes my own part,
As I and universe can make the whole,
On that day both universe and God are my own parts,
I am the king reigning all loving hearts!

In us there two parts conscious and unconscious,
One is temporal, another eternal,
O temporal Ramdas,
listen to your eternal,
Your experience are mine,
My knowledge is yours,
I am the eternal drummer,
Flute and keyboard synthesizer!

Listen the song of divine,
Temporal is temporary,
Eternal is eternal existence,
Come out of limited nature,
inside there is spirit of grand nature,
Come out of own ignorance,
When the journey of temporal starts, eternal starts singing the tune,
Listen crooning within own heart,
forget the trifles for awhile,
Ceasefire fight for a little,
o temporal one, your own nature is divine,
Be one with it who croons in you,
He is ready to crown you,
His glory is all were your own,
Yet the nonexistent ego, packed you in water of same ocean,
And you feel one among infinite bubbles,
Than infinite is your own nature!

Temporal and eternal were not two,
All the time they were together,
Temporal plays with ego,
no time to listen song divine,
But when tiered sleeps like a baby in its own divine!

When I am in universe and eyes of God,
I am helpless limited,
But in real I am the eternal truth in whom God and universe exist and play!

My own nature is grand beyond
Description of words,
I am a form of energy and that makes the difference,
When ego learns,
I am neither energy nor matter,
Only pure existence, knowledge and bliss!

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A human being is part of a
whole, called by us the
'universe, ' a part limited in time
and space. He experiences
himself, his thoughts and
feelings, as something separate from the rest - a kind of optical
delusion of his consciousness.
This delusion is a kind of prison
for us, restricting us to our
personal desires and to affection
for a few people near us. Our task must be to free ourselves from
this prison by widening our circle
of compassion to embrace all
living creatures and the whole of
nature in its beauty. - Albert Einstein -
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