July 4th..Swami VIvekananda's Death Anniversary..a poem by Him..

RAJAH IYER / 6 yrs ago /


JUly 4th 1902 Passed away
Sept 11th 1893..Famous CHicago Speech
Swamiji has a Divine Link with USA as He became famous only there..
and here is a Poem He wrote on 4th Sept 1893 just before the CHicago Conference..

This poem of Swami Vivekananda (reprinted from his Complete Works 7: 450-2) forms a part of a letter he wrote From Salem, Massachusetts in USA, to Prof. John Henry Wright on September 4, 1893. In the letter, Vivekananda conveyed his heartfelt gratitude to the professor for giving him a letter of introduction to the president of the Parliament of Religions held in Chicago, and prefaced the poem with the remark: "Here are a few lines written as an attempt at poetry. Hoping your love will pardon this infliction." 

In Search of God

O'er hill and dale and mountain range,
In temple, church, and mosque,
In Vedas, Bible, Al Koran
I had searched for Thee in vain.
Like a child in the wildest forest lost
I have cried and cried alone,
"Where art Thou gone, my God, my love?"
The echo answered, "gone."

And days and nights and years then passed--
A fire was in the brain;
I knew not when day changed in night,
The heart seemed rent in twain.
I laid me down on Ganga's shore,
Exposed to sun and rain;
With burning tears I laid the dust
And wailed with waters' roar.

I called on all the holy names
Of every clime and creed,
"Show me the way, in mercy, ye
Great ones who have reached the goal".

Years then passed in bitter cry,
Each moment seemed an age,
Till one day midst my cries and groans
Some one seemed calling me.

A gentle soft and soothing voice
That said "my son", "my son",
That seemed to thrill in unison
With all the chords of my soul.

I stood on my feet and tried to find
The place the voice came from;
I searched and searched and turned to see
Round me, before, behind.
Again, again it seemed to speak--
The voice divine to me.
In rapture all my soul was hushed,
Entranced, enthralled in bliss.

A flash illumined all my soul;
The heart of my heart opened wide.
O joy, O bliss, what do I find!
My love, my love, you are here,
And you are here, my love, my all!

And I was searching thee!
From all eternity you were there
Enthroned in majesty!

From that day forth, where'er I roam,
I feel Him standing by
O'er hill and dale, high mount and vale,
Far far away and high.

The moon's soft light, the stars so bright,
The glorious orb of day,
He shines in them; His beauty--might--
Reflected lights are they.
The majestic morn, the melting eve,
The boundless billowy sea,
In nature's beauty, songs of birds,
I see through them--it is He.

When dire calamity seizes me,
The heart seems weak and faint,
All nature seems to crush me down,
With laws that never bend.

Meseems I hear Thee whispering sweet
My love, "I am near", "I am near".
My heart gets strong. With Thee, my love,
A thousand deaths no fear.
Thou speakest in the mother's lay
That shuts the baby's eye;
When innocent children laugh and play
I see Thee standing by.

When holy friendship shakes the hand,
He stands between them too;
He pours the nectar in mother's kiss
And the baby's sweet "mama".
Thou wert my God with prophets old;
All creeds do come from Thee;
The Vedas, Bible, and Koran bold
Sing Thee in harmony.

"Thou art", "Thou art" the Soul of souls
In the rushing stream of life.
"Om tat sat Om." Thou art my God.
My love, I am thine, I am thine. 

(Courtesy R.K.Mutt)

Do you know that but for Bhaskara Sethupathi of Ramnad,Swamiji wdn't have made it to Chicago:


RAJAH IYER / / 6 yrs ago

true indeed.

RAJAH IYER / / 6 yrs ago

probably chanchal's comment is meant to make such occasions like death anniversary etc a big occasion to make the world know who this great man is indeed!but rk mutt always tries to take a low profile with a clear mission objective to only propogate his ideals which they have done exceedingly well.tks for your participation.

Amy A / / 6 yrs ago
Amy A

hi rajah,

it's a beautiful tribute to the great soul and personality of swami ji in his own words.......................................

i found a comment here that says that swamiji's organization does nothing. i have been to so many places and never felt a divine presence so strong as in rkm ..............in small villages where there are even no basic facilities they have made tremendous contribution to the lives of the locals.i pray to thakur ji to bless you all...............whatever you may think of him though 


N K Ravi / / 6 yrs ago
N K Ravi

rajah iyerji,

the last few lines of this poem explains the upanishad story when the rising bird ultimately reaches the branch there is only one  ( and not two birds to be seen ) as the bird from ground merges with the one which was seen from down on the branch.

the kural "vaiyathu vazvanghu vazhwar vanuraiyum deivathil  vaikkapadum"  is tailor made for swamiji.

( meaning : ideal persons who leads by example in our world will be kept among the gods - will be worshipped like divinity)


ushasuryamani / / 6 yrs ago

great blog. it is not a nice thing to say ( a comment here says it)  that rk mission is doing nothing. they do a lot. but silently..unlike other missionaries who beat the drums !!

chanchal47 / / 6 yrs ago

dear  rajha
he was one of the finest lover of human being.
in a sense he was india's first communist.
he declare all down trodden is his brother and everybodys brother...
what i hate r k mission is exploiting his name and doing nothing to propagate his simple living..
thank you and my regards

Uday Naik / / 6 yrs ago
Uday Naik

mr iyer,

read that poem you posted .

great words spoken by swami vivekanand and so true....


uday naik

kolkatagirlmala / / 6 yrs ago

thanks for drwaing my attention to this...i think i may have read the bengali version while in school.


RAJAH IYER / / 6 yrs ago

tks for your comments.

RAJAH IYER / / 6 yrs ago

his vision and untiring efforts to establish the adavithic philosophy all over the world has no parallell in hindu religion,after adi sankara's avatar..thats why i salute him!tks


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