The Story Of Swami Rama - Holybook

The Story Of Swami Rama
Krishna, Swami Narayan being in close contact
with him in his latter days at Lahore writes as
follows: "Swamiji was absorbed day and night in
his reveries of Krishna. The mere mention of the
name of Krishna sent him into trance. If he heard
someone playing on a flute, he was lost in the
illusion of the player being his Krishna. At Lahore
for hours he roamed on the bank of the Ravi in
thought of Him. He was always serious and
solemn. One of his intimate associates spoke thus
of his absorption: "Once I saw Swami Rama on the
banks of the Ravi and the sky was overcast with
purple clouds. Swami Rama was crying aloud—O
there is my Krishna! O Krishna! O purple cloudcoloured
God! This colour of the cloud is Thine.
This colour maddens me. Why art thou hidden?
Where art Thou? O cloud! Why dost thou not tell
me? Thou art floating on heights. Thou canst see
more than myself. Tell me, tell me, where is my
Krishna? Aha! I see thou art black, O cloud!
Because thou also art in pang of separation from
him. Shall I not see Him, the Beloved! Ah! The
world would bite me, if I see Him not. To whom
shall I go and open my heart? O Krishna! For Thee,
I renounced my relatives and friends, I threw away
false shame and honour." Seeing the clouds parting
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