The Story Of Swami Rama - Holybook

The Story Of Swami Rama
when he said: "I am God" tears of bliss trickled
down his closed eyes, his face sparkled, and his
arms vibrated with passion to hold the very
universe in his embrace. This emotion assuredly is
not of any philosopher. This passion was of a
Vaishnava Bhakta. In early days, he seldom spoke
in public without shedding tears at the very name
of Krishna for hours. He beheld Him on the
Kadamb tree and heard his flute ringing in his ears,
while bathing in the Ganges at Hardwar. In his
house at Lahore, he read Sur Sagar with the
glorious passion that brought him the vision of
Krishna after which he swooned away. Seeing a
serpent with upspread hood in his room that very
day after the swoon, he beheld Krishna dancing on
its hood. He told me that for days and nights he
wept in love of Krishna, and his wife saw in the
morning that his pillow was wet with tears,
I woke to find my pillow wet
With tears for deeds deep hid in sleep.
I knew no sorrow here, but yet
The tears fell softly through the deep.
—A.E.
This emotion never left him. It is in his poetry, in
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