Swami Vivekananda Poems
|1.||Who Knows How Mother Plays||4/29/2012|
|2.||Song Of The Sanyasin||5/23/2009|
|3.||On The Sea's Bosom||6/4/2009|
|4.||To An Early Violet||4/29/2012|
|5.||Hold Yet A While (To My Own Soul)||4/27/2009|
|6.||Requiescat In Pace||5/3/2009|
|9.||Thou Blessed Dream||5/23/2009|
|10.||To The Awakened India||5/3/2009|
|11.||The Living God||4/29/2012|
|12.||Kali The Mother||5/3/2009|
|15.||The Song Of The Free||4/29/2012|
|16.||To The Fourth Of July||4/29/2012|
|17.||My Play Is Done||4/26/2009|
|18.||Quest For God||4/25/2009|
The Mother's heart, the hero's will,
The softest flowers' sweetest feel;
The charm and force that ever sway
The altar-fire's flaming play;
The strength that leads, in love obeys;
Far-reaching dreams, and patient ways,
Eternal faith in Self, in all,
The light Divine in great, in small;
All these and more than I could see,
Today may 'Mother' grant to thee!
To The Awakened India
(Written to Prabuddha Bharata or Awakened India, in August 1898, when the journal was transferred from Madras to Almora Himalayas, into the hands of the Brotherhood founded by Swami Vivekananda.)
Once more awake!
For sleep it was, not death, to bring thee life
Anew, and rest to lotus-eyes for visions
Daring yet. The world in need awaits, O Truth!
No death for thee!
Resume thy march,