From Darkness to Light

This Shloka reminds me of my school day. I was wishing someone on having passed a certification and quoted this. While searching on internet, learned something new.

http://archives.amritapuri.org/bharat/mantra/asatoma.php
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prayer_in_Hinduism

Jyotidham by Karsandas Manek

જ્યોતિધામ [મંદાક્રાંતા]

કરસનદાસ માણેક

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મેં ગ્રંથોમાં જીવનપથના સૂચનો ખોળી જોયાં;
ને તીર્થોનાં મલિન જળમાં હાડકાં બોળી જોયાં;
અંધારામાં દ્યુતિકિરણ એકાર્ધ યે પામવાને
મંદિરોનાં પથર પુતળાં ખૂબ ઢંઢોળી જોયાં;
સંતોકેરાં કરગરી કરી પાદ પ્રક્ષાલી જોયાં;
એકાંતોનાં મશહુર ધનાગાર ઉઘાડી જોયાં;
ઊંડે ઊંડે નિજમંહિ સર્યો તેજકણ કામવાને,
વિશ્વે વંદ્યા,પણ,સકલ ભન્ડાર મેં ખાલી જોયાં!
ને આ સર્વે ગડમથલ નીહાળતાં નેણ તારાં
વર્ષાવંતા મુજ ઉપર વાત્સલ્યપીષધારા.
તેમાં ન્હોતો રજપણ મને ખેંચવાનો પ્રયાસ,
ન્હોતો તેમાં અવગણનના દુઃખનો લેશ ભાસ !
જ્યોતિ લાધે ફક્ત શિશુને એટલી ઉરકામ !
મોડી મોડી ખબર પડી,બા,તું જ છો જ્યોતિધામ !

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it's queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there's some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep
Robert Lee Frost

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
tow roads diverged in a wood, and I --
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference

Robert Lee Frost