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Monday, June 27, 2022


My Poem for Today


Swami from India


There was a wise old swami from India

Who very much wanted to be in America

He was warned that he was too old

And that America was much too cold

But he was determined to go

To the land of milk, honey, and snow

With a firm grip on his cane

He walked up a ship’s ramp and lane

And then sailed across the great sea

With a plan in mind, you’ll see

But a storm made the waves so high

The kind that could cause one to die

The swami was dizzy, problems with the heart

His whole dream looked as if to fall apart

And the ocean became so calm

The swami could now chant the name Ram

The ship docked at the city of fashion

Which never sleeps in its mode of passion

The swami came to the west with a gift

A visitor on a different kind of shift

Some people were giving him the looks

When he landed with a trunk full of books

India was a place that gave silks, spice and tea

No one knew anything about something called bhakti

The swami said we all have it within

It goes deeper and beyond our very skin

It is something we lost but can be found

A treasure not on the surface of the ground

The swami’s mission grew, he had many a student

They learned to be sensitive and prudent

The swami then left the world behind

Hoping that the world would be more kind

-          Composed by Bhaktimarga Swami, The Walking Monk©


May the Source be with you!


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