Swami Vivekananda Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma

(After the great Hindu Saint and Philosopher)

Only God has acquaintance of his primeval brow,
Where this great saint lived. Yet his body beams,
Dazzling the countenance, radiant streams;
Yet little in his pride but his peek glow.

Still glowing, no weakness, If not, his bare,
Chest would not shade you in the quiet sun,
He heartened the nation when we were on burn,
By his sermons bright, he spread the Hindu glare.

If not, this rock conquered big and small,
The radiance in his eyes illuminated all,
You conquered the mind and heart of short and tall,
Every second, minute, hour and everyday were on his call;

A choir of divine voices seemed so near,
A band of angels filling the haunted atmosphere.