Swamiji had arrived <br />At the India’s tail end, <br />Cape Comorin by name, <br />Kanyakumari, by other name <br /> <br />In the sea shore temple there, <br />He prayed to Divine Mother. <br />From the shore he had a look, <br />And saw, at a distance, a big rock. <br /> <br />In the shark infested waters, <br />He courageously swam across, <br />And sat on the rock in meditation, <br />Keeping aside his emotion. <br /> <br />Across the roaring sea, <br />From the rock he could see <br />The places he had visited, <br />Wherever he had travelled. <br /> <br />A monk was dedicated to God. <br />In every soul there was God. <br />So, he was keen to look after <br />God the wicked, God the poor. <br /> <br />He took a bold decision <br />To serve God in man. <br />But how to get resources <br />For India to stand on its legs? <br /> <br />He saw America as a country <br />That can free India’s poverty, <br />Thro’ exchange of knowledge <br />On science and technology. <br /> <br />With this idea, from the rock, <br />He got up and swam back. <br />His journey started again <br />Towards northern region. <br /> <br />To eat, when nothing he had <br />Someone gave him food. <br />As if directed by God <br />To share the donor’s food. <br /> <br />Not willing to be a burden <br />On any of those poor men, <br />Better to starve, he decided <br />When there was no food. <br /> <br />He went to the forest <br />To sit and meditate, <br />And there came a tiger <br />With its own hunger. <br /> <br />Swamiji said, “Oh tiger, <br />We both sit here in hunger. <br />Let my body be your food <br />If you find this good.” <br /> <br />God’s will was otherwise. <br />The hungry tiger, in silence, <br />Turned back and went away, <br />Sparing his precious life that day.<br /><br />Rajaram Ramachandran<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/30-vivekananda-the-rock-at-cape-comorin/
