Poems

 

 

 

 

 

How to feel fire without touching?
How to feel love without falling?
How to know death without dying?
How to know life without living?
I am here to feel, that is why I will touch everything.
I am here to feel, that is why I will fall hard.
I am here to know, that is why I will die.
I am here to know, that is why I will live.
My way.
~Sw. Chidananda Tirtha

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