Poems

I think of you all day and night,
Without knowing how and why,
I remember you then and now,
Without caring why and how.

I am dyed with your love,
From deep below to high above,
I am infected with your madness,
And your joys and your wildness.

I am here for you alone,
To seek and find whom I belong,
I am here only to sing your song,
Everyday loud and strong.
~Sw. Chidananda Tirtha