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In A Women’s Bosom

Maharaj Kaul

 

She emerged from the azure and tranquil waters of the lake:
Awash, dripping, glimmering, satiated,
Her physical aura was lustily sanguine,
Her beauty limpidly transparent,
It seemed she had come to the lake for an interlude of fun,
Not in any tiredness with the world,
But with a vision of having a romance with herself,
That is an aspect of woman:
Self-involved, controlled, sensuous, romantic.

God created man and woman in different images,
To satisfy the design of life,
Man is an outsider but a woman has roots in earth,
Man is a challenger and a searcher,
Woman is an absorber and a nurturer.

Man likes to explore,
But for woman everything is a rediscovery of herself,
A woman is what she is
But a man is what he would like to be,
A child is his mother’s extension
But is his father’s reflection,
Woman possesses but man occupies.

In love woman does not give herself to man

But absorbs the man within herself,

While a man gives a part of himself to woman,

So when love breaks woman feels empty,

But man feels diminished,

Woman prays to God to absorb his message,

While man prays to become his message.

 

Life is not divided between absorption and radiation,

Between being and becoming,

Between extension and reflection,

Between pregnancy and ambition,

But it is the synthesis of the two.

 

 

A woman endeavors to live within nature,

To her a lot of the architecture of politics

And business woven by man is irrelevant,

If it were left to her the world would be more peaceful,

Like a lake she is self-contained –

Her worldly circumference covers her universe,

While man raids, woman assimilates.

 

If man is the searing energy of sun,

Woman is the soothing shade of an evening,

If man is the creator of the world,

Woman is the relief from its excess.

 

Time is still moist with woman’s tears,

In a woman’s bosom lie compassion and tenderness,

She is the long-awaited shore for her tempest-tossed lover,

A sane instinct for life over its destruction,

Woman’s genius for life has yet not been appreciated –

She is a ray of light which has yet not been

Given a chance to illuminate.

 

 

Suffern, New York, Oct. 14, 2010

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