Vive la Vivekananda

My first poem to be published... in school magazine.

The poem is...

“Enough of lazing, awake”,

Hailed an earnest voice

Sonorous in its aplombic make.

A floret blowed, its petals rejoice

Down and up they parted,

The effulgence to flare through.

And robust articulations darted

Bearing diligently that was true,

“Oh latent lion, would you light the dawn?”

Choice it was, between a lull and travail

Betwixt existence and oblivion,

Of living, the right to avail.

Elected the thorny path of act,

Garbaging the path of inaction

Deluding to nowhere, and in the sect

- Order of service, an echelon

Commenced on the path to Fate,

To find key to the fledgling’s cage

And unshackle infinite Possibilities; Gate

Of an epoch – gaped a sage

Erudite in brilliance, of Utopian wisdom.

Shook the learned, and awakened

The masses, an arboreal shade- platform

Sheltering Humanity, a warrior to stand

For the Divine Light;

Swamiji, he’s forever bright.