Wind blew,
And then the storm,
Cyclone came,
And then the hurricane,
But I stood still.

Sun blazed,
And then the night freezed,
Rain fell,
And then the hail,
But I stood still.

Decade passed,
And then the century,
Era changed,
And then the aeon,
But I stood still.

Your love gave me,
The patience, the tolerance,
The courage, and the strength.

Your love taught me,
The wisdom, the tenderness,
The compassion, and the acceptance.

To stand still,
As a mountain,
Shooting up to kiss,
The moon.
~Sw. Chidananda Tirtha