Swami Vivekananda
Poems written by Swami Vivekananda
Perchance a prophet thou- Who knows? Who dares touch The depths where Mother hides Her silent failless bolts!
REGARDING THE SWAMI'S DEATH, JULY 4, 1902, AND HIS 1898 POEM "TO THE FOURTH OF JULY."
REGARDING THE SWAMI'S DEATH, JULY 4, 1902, AND HIS 1898 POEM "TO THE FOURTH OF JULY."
Poems written by Swami Vivekananda
Note regarding the Swami's death, July 4, 1902 and his 1898 poem 'To the Fourth of July'
Poems written by Swami Vivekananda
The Swami in Srinagar planned to write an introductory letter for the forthcoming first number, under the new editorship of Swami Swarupananda, of the Prabuddha Bharata. One afternoon he brought to Sister Nivedita, Josephine MacLoed and Mrs Ole Bull as they sat together, a paper on whic
To My Own Soul
Hold yet a while, Strong Heart, Not part a lifelong yoke Though blighted looks the present, future gloom.
Poems written by Swami Vivekananda
What though thy bed be frozen earth, Thy cloak the chilling blast; What though no mate to clear thy path, Thy sky with gloom o'ercast --
Poems written by Swami Vivekananda
Where darkness is interpreted as light, Where misery passes for happiness, Where disease is pretended to be health, Where the new-born's cry but shows 'tis alive; Dost thou, O wise, expect happiness here?
Poems written by Swami Vivekananda
If things go ill or well — If joy rebounding spreads the face, Or sea of sorrow swells — A play — we each have part, Each one to weep or laugh as may; Each one his dress to don — Its scenes, alternative shine and rain.
Poems written by Swami Vivekananda
The wounded snake its hood unfurls, The flame stirred up doth blaze, The desert air resounds the calls Of heart-struck lion's rage.
The Rudra Prayer
And evermore protect us—Oh Thou Terrible!— From ignorance, by Thy sweet compassionate Face.
Poems written by Swami Vivekananda
He who is in you and outside you, Who works through all hands, Who walks on all feet, Whose body are all ye, Him worship, and break all other idols!
Poems written by Swami Vivekananda
Lo! The sun is not, nor the comely moon, All light extinct; in the great void of space Floats shadow-like the image-universe.