Nomadic souls – Priyanka Joshi


We
All are just nomadic souls
Adrift in semblance
Of
Significance
Or
Nothingness…
– Priyanka Joshi
#priyankasayas
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Durga-stuti by Sri Aurobindo


“O Mother Durga!
Rider on the lion!
Giver of all strength!
Mother, Beloved of Siva!
We, born from Thy parts of Power,

We the youth of India, are seated here in Thy Temple
Listen, O Mother, descend upon earth!
Make Thyself manifest in this land of India.

O Mother Durga!
From age to age, in life after life,
We come down into the human body,
To do Thy work and return to the Home of Delight.
Now too we are born, dedicated to Thy work.
Listen, O Mother, descend upon Earth,
Come to our help!

O Mother Durga!
Rider on the lion!
Trident in hand!
Thy body of beauty armour-clad!
Mother, O Giver of victory!
India awaits Thee,
Eager to see the gracious form of Thine.
Listen, O Mother, descend upon earth,
Make Thyself manifest in this land of India.

O Mother Durga!
Giver of force and love and knowledge,
Terrible art thou in Thy own self of might,
Mother beautiful and fierce.
In the battle of life, in India’s battle,
We are warriors commissioned by Thee;
O Mother!
Give to our heart and mind a titan’s strength, a titan’s energy,
To our soul and intelligence a God’s character and knowledge.

O Mother Durga!
India, world’s noblest race, lay whelmed in darkness.
Mother, Thou risest on the eastern horizon,
The dawn comes with the glow of Thy divine limbs scattering the darkness.
Spread Thy light, Mother, destroy the darkness.

O Mother Durga!
We are Thy children,
Through Thy grace, By Thy influence
May we become fit for the great work, for the great Ideal.
Mother, destroy our smallness, our selfishness, our fear.

O Mother Durga!
Thou art Kali,
Naked, garlanded with human heads,
Sword in hand, thou slayest the Asura.
Goddess, do thou slay with Thy pitiless cry the enemies who dwell within us,
May none remain alive there, not one.
May we become pure and spotless,
This is our prayer.
O Mother, make Thyself manifest.

O Mother Durga!
India lies now in selfishness and fearfulness and littleness.
Make us great, make our efforts great, our hearts vast,
Make us true to our resolve.
May we no longer desire the small, void of energy,
Given to laziness, stricken with fear.

O Mother Durga!
Extend wide the power of Yoga.
We are Thy Aryan children,
Develop in us again
The lost teaching,
Character,
Strength of intelligence,
Faith and devotion,
Force of austerity,
Power of chastity and true knowledge,
Bestow all that upon the world.
To help mankind,
Appear, O Mother of the world, dispel all ills.

O Mother Durga!
Slay the enemy within, then root out all obstacles outside.
May the noble heroic mighty Indian race,
Supreme in love and unity,
Truth and strength,
Arts and letters,
Force and knowledge
Ever dwell in its holy woodlands,
Its fertile fields under its sky-scraping hills,
Along the banks of its pure-streaming rivers.
This is our prayer at the feet of the Mother.
Make Thyself manifest.

O Mother Durga!
Enter our bodies in Thy Yogic strength.
We shall become Thy instruments,
Thy sword slaying all evil,
Thy lamp dispelling all ignorance.
Fulfil this yearning of Thy young children,
O Mother!
Be the master and drive the instrument,
Wield Thy sword and slay the evil,
Hold up the lamp and spread the light of knowledge.
Make Thyself manifest.

O Mother Durga!
When we possess thee,
We shall no longer cast thee away;
We shall bind thee to us with the tie of love and devotion.
Come, O Mother,
Manifest in our mind and life and body.

Come, O Revealer of the hero-path!
We shall no longer cast Thee away.
May our entire life become a ceaseless worship of the Mother,
All our acts a continuous service to the Mother,
Full of love, full of energy.
This is our prayer,
Mother, descend upon earth,
Make Thyself manifest in this land of India.”

by Sri Aurobindo

Where do you go – No Mercy


Where do you go, my lovely
Where do you go
I wanna know, my lovely, I wanna know

Where do you go, oh oh eh oh
I wanna know, oh oh eh oh
Where do you go, oh oh eh oh…
I wanna know

You leave without a word, no message, no number
And now my head is pounding like rolling thunder
You left me with a heartache deep inside
Girl you should see me cry all night, and I wonder

Everybody says, what a shame, what is wrong
They don’t like the game we play
Heard you’re hanging round every night until dawn
I’m waiting for you night and day

You gotta break the silence, don’t keep me waiting
Just like a river flowing to the sea
You’re running back to me
Come hear what I’m saying

Where do you go, My Lovely
I wanna know

Where do you go, oh oh oh…
Where do you go, oh oh oh…
I wanna know
Where do you, where do you go?…

Save me…

Come back and dry the tears, I cried for you baby
You’ve gotta stop this heartache deep inside
You’ve gotta help me make it through the night safely
Come back and save me

Peace – Swami Vivekananda


Behold, it comes in might,
The power that is not power,
The light that is in darkness,
The shade in dazzling light.

It is joy that never spoke,
And grief unfelt, profound,
Immortal life unlived,
Eternal death unmourned.

It is not joy nor sorrow,
But that which is between,
It is not noght nor morrow,
But that which joins them in.

It is sweet rest in music;
And pause in sacred art;
The silence between speaking;
Between two fits of passion —
It is the calm of heart.

It is beauty never seen,
And love that stands alone,
It is song that lives un-sung,
And knowledge never known.

It is death between two lives,
And lull between two storms,
The void whence rose creation,
And that where it returns.

To it the tear-drop goes,
To spread the smiling form
It is the Goal of Life,
And Peace — its only home!

From a letter to Miss MacLeod, 26th December 1900
Composed at Ridgely Manor, New York, 1899.

– Swami Vivekananda