Poems

The eye cannot see itself, Yet it is the source of all sight. Stop seeking the lamp, And realize...

Mountain will crumble, Gold will rust, All names dissolve, To forgotten dust. ~ Sw. Chidananda Tirtha

I walk through this world like a guest in a stranger’s place, I speak in a tongue that my...

The seeker is seeking. The finder is found. The lover is love. ~Sw. Chidananda Tirtha

An angel finds his destined friend, His divine journey’s eternal end. The one who wrote this is the he,...

Neither full, nor empty, I am simply overflowing from you. Neither silent, nor speaking, I am just a song...

What can be the source of me, Other than my beloved She, As of a lover drop, The source...

Neither Veda, Bible nor Quran I seek, Not temple nor mosque, no ritual mystique, I yearn for the color...

Still waiting, Still wondering, Still wanting, You, you, you, Only you. ~Sw. Chidananda Tirtha

God has turned His face away from me, Since I did not follow His rule. He asked me to...

Still feeling, Still falling, Still following, You, you, you, Only you. ~Sw. Chidananda Tirtha

How far it might be, If it is yours, It will come to you. ~Sw. Chidananda Tirtha