In My Mind , the fertile field of all that brings forth, I strung a Veena.
And to her vibrations I begged to create another world.
the rhythms and motions and forms and oceans then moved,
far beyond the reach of earth, galaxies to cross the cosmos.
Above the womb of creation ,vibrations stood still then
and poured all the essences of life into it ,
so from that supra-cosmic intercourse ,
was the world of my own imagination created.
Where unending chanting of love filled the space,
greed was replaced , with ever-lit face.
For love of one; for love of many
My world flourished into a garden of Moonshine..
Where Gods were Kind and mingled with humans,
and the chariot of rains was sprinkled with diamonds,
Not a single soul ever had a touch of cold,
as in eternal summer sweet grasses rolled
Thus ,My once parched soul was in happiness pandered ,
Knowing this place, now only the body wandered
And to her vibrations I begged to create another world.
the rhythms and motions and forms and oceans then moved,
far beyond the reach of earth, galaxies to cross the cosmos.
Above the womb of creation ,vibrations stood still then
and poured all the essences of life into it ,
so from that supra-cosmic intercourse ,
was the world of my own imagination created.
Where unending chanting of love filled the space,
greed was replaced , with ever-lit face.
For love of one; for love of many
My world flourished into a garden of Moonshine..
Where Gods were Kind and mingled with humans,
and the chariot of rains was sprinkled with diamonds,
Not a single soul ever had a touch of cold,
as in eternal summer sweet grasses rolled
Thus ,My once parched soul was in happiness pandered ,
Knowing this place, now only the body wandered
