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God in the World
by R. D. Ashby
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If there is one surprising thing about
the world is there is no God to be found
in those inclined God’s existence to doubt
that yet with faith is everywhere around.
 
A world without God is its own strong proof
everywhere reinforcing that opinion
for what does the silent and the aloof
avail except in faith it forges a union.
 
It is those without God that build the world
that worry and care about where it’s going
nowhere the occasion God to consult
Like those with faith a religious line towing.
 
The massive creation so-called is void
of God’s power so claim the godless today
with utter rationality devoid
of faith converts God’s power to display.
 
At root the world is how I perceive it
its lack of God is for me to decide
the world's as wide as the mind to receive it
and God like faith remains a life inside.
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November 01, 2010
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Comment Here is a poem on similar theme by Rabindranath Tagore in my translation already published in boloji. The original is in Bengali.

MEETING

I have been traveling long
My way is also long
When I had first started it was early dawn.
From planet to planet, from star to star
I have left my footprints along a winding path
Through so many hills and dales
Through so many lands.
To come close one has to travel far
It is very difficult indeed
But not to one who is straight at heart.
Traversing many alien countries
The traveler comes to his own land at last
Only after wandering in the outside world
One can find one’s own inner God.

To say, ‘Here you are’,
I looked in so many places, so many ways I walked
But you are there everywhere in this world
Which we flood with tears
Crying, ‘Where are you, O where!’
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Poem 14 from Gitimalya by Rabindranath Tagore.

TagoreBlog
12/18/2010 05:34 AM




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