ঈশ্বর, ঈশ্বরের পূজা ও ঈশ্বর প্রাপ্তির লক্ষণ।।

The Abode of Peace Year after year I sought for Peace, Through God, through priest, through inward seas; In temple halls and crowded ways, Through fleeting nights and restless days. I chased her through the changing scene- In joy, in grief, in what has been; Yet ever like a distant star, She felt so near, yet seemed so far. At last, when all my seeking ceased, I met the still and silent Peace. I bowed with heart and folded hands: “O Peace, in which bright realm thou stand’st?” She smiled-no voice, yet truth was heard, A wordless light, beyond all word: “I dwell not where the heart must strive, Nor where the fear of death survives. I live where birth and death are naught, Where ‘I’ dissolves in purest Thought; Where name and form no more prevail, And Silence with the Soul doth dwell. Seek me not in life’s circling strife, Nor in the trembling tides of life; But climb to Moksha’s silent height- There blooms my calm, unending light; Moksha - the freedom, pure and deep, From birth and rebi...