Swami Vivekananda as a writer of a few of
Handful English poems
Which come down to us
In the form of prayerful submissions
Are but saintly outbursts,
Overflows from his pen
As he never intended to be a poet
Or a saint-singer
Though the saint is of some kind
Which but we cannot deny it.
Vivekananda's songs or poetic outbursts
Are the songs of sanyasa, bairagya, wandering,
Though not a trackless wanderer,
Of yoga, karma and dhyana,
Vedanta, nirvana and mukti,
Guru's preaching and teaching,
Message to impart,
Of Shiva Tandava, Karal-vikral Kali,
The soul in the snares of maya.
The song of the sanyasin sings he,
Bairagya he talks of,
Nirvana he aspires for,
The bonds of maya
Difficult to cut off,
The traverses of the world
As this is the cup assigned
To man to sip,
Full of joys and sorrows.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An inspirational and heart felt homage paid to the one of the greatest sons of India as well as Hinduism. Thanks for sharing.10+++