Poems

He spoke to the stars,
And danced in the rain;
The world called him mad,
For he knew no chain.

He bowed to no master,
Nor worshipped a throne;
He wandered the world,
Yet called nowhere home.

He longed for no heaven,
Nor feared what might be;
He lost all of himself,
And found eternity.

~ Sw. Chidananda Tirtha