Sunset at Lavacourt, Claude Monet, 1880 (Impressionism)

Consciousness-Analogue

The sun has floated its wings on the mirror of the sea,

 On a river plate, painting its shapes with wonderful images

Lakshmi-Narayana and the Kalchakra and Gita

A song embodiment of the rudra-veena, vayu-vyas, deva-putras

Carrying through it, Horus and Hathor and the Tigris and Euphrates

In the broken arms of the lost sailing ships, Artemis and Durga

Apollo, Demeter, Jupiter, Athena and Aphrodite

Sat-Tat-Lila in the stringed melody of Gopala

In the memory of the cross-fountain of final crucifixion

In the parable of Osiris, in the Krishna-Arjuna arrow head

Faith-circle integrated by Manu as Adam in the Tree of Life

Matter wakes up to see its beauty

As do man, god and beasts

“To Carthage then I came

The Creation of Man, Auguste Rodin, circa 1900/ Garden Villa, Meudon, Paris

Burning burning burning burning

O Lord Thou pluckest me out

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                                 burning

In the futile hours of the night,

The stars in their boyhood dreams

Saw light swirling like a monster into light and endless light

The serpent swallowed them all

In the figure a figure or just a dancing head of nothing but them all

See into widening space, into the crown of the Jehovah lapping the last drop of the real absolute

Eternity into time in the mind-caves of Shambhala

Remembering the day spend in the frank oneness of things

As a cult in the dream of Rodin’s creational manuscript

I saw entangled

In the lion of the speech

The tiger wrath of the ocean

Deep inside,

The mountains of that in this is empty

In the rising of the chalice of darkness

Charioting the dawn mist blue sky of further electrospherical fields

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– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: “To Carthage…burning” (The Wasteland, T.S. Eliot)