Wednesday, November 9, 2022

Poem by: Swami Chidananda Tirtha

 The more I drink, the thirstier I am,

The more I search the more I lose,
The more I love, the more passionate I become,
Is it a curse or a gift?
is it enlightenment or dementia?
I don't know,
But my thirst is not quenched,
My search has no end
And my love has no end
It's forever for You.
Om Sadashivaya Namaha

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