Swami Vivekananda was an Indian Hindu monk and chief disciple of the 19th-century saint Ramakrishna.
On this holy day of the GREAT SAINT’S AVATHAAR DAY- January Eleventh, we salute him with his own poem.
ON this holy day of Swami Vivekananda, ENVIUS THOUGHTS thinks it fit to honor him by publishing his poem here.
Behold, the dark clouds melt away,
That gathered thick at night, and hung
So like a gloomy pall above the earth!
Before thy magic touch, the world
Awakes. The birds in chorus sing.
The flowers raise their star-like crowns —
Dew-set, and wave thee welcome fair.
The lakes are opening wide in love
Their hundred thousand lotus-eyes
To welcome thee, with all their depth.
All hail to thee, thou Lord of Light!
A welcome new to thee, today,
O Sun! Today thou sheddest Liberty!
Bethink thee how the world did wait,
And search for thee, through time and clime.
Some gave up home and love of friends,
And went in quest of thee, self-banished,
Through dreary oceans, through primeval forests,
Each step a struggle for their life or death;
Then came the day when work bore fruit,
And worship, love, and sacrifice,
Fulfilled, accepted, and complete.
Then thou, propitious, rose to shed
The light of Freedom on mankind.
Move on, O Lord, in thy resistless path!
Till thy high noon o’erspreads the world.
Till every land reflects thy light,
Till men and women, with uplifted head,
Behold their shackles broken, and
Know, in springing joy, their life renewed!
[It is well known that Swami Vivekananda’s death took place on the 4th of July, 1902. On the 4th of July, 1898, he was travelling with some American disciples in Kashmir, he prepared the above poem and read aloud at the early breakfast.
Great day! Indeed