Paramahansa Yogananda Poems

Not where the musk of happiness blows,
Not where darkness and fears never tread;
Not in the homes of perpetual smiles,
Nor in the heaven of a land of prosperity
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From the depth of slumber,
As I ascend the spiral stairway of wakefulness,
I whisper
God, God, God!
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I sipped the sap of each sane pleasure;
I exulted in the crushed beauty of sextillion stars;
I made a bonfire of all sorrows and basked in the glory blaze;
I quaffed the questing love of all hearts;
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Many clouds do race to hide Thee –
Of friends and wealth and fame –
And yet through mist of tears I see
Appear Thy Golden Name.
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Whence, whence this soundless roar doth come,
When drowseth matter's dreary drum?
On shores of bliss, Om, booming, breaks!
All earth, all heaven, all body shakes!
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Fairy dream faces, like fresh flowers,
May bloom in the vase of my gaze for my soul to see;
But the Face that vanished behind space
Cannot be replaced by any of these.
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Oh, will that day arrive
When I shall ceaselessly ask – yea, drive
Eternal questions into Thine ear,
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They did their best
And they are blest-
The sap, the shoots,
The little leaves and roots;
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The shining stars are sunk in darkness deep,
The weary sun is dead at night,
The moon's soft smile doth fade anon;
But still my soul is marching on!
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Away, ye muses, all away!
Away with songs of finch and fay.
Away the jaundiced sight
That magnifies the firefly’s light
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