The Story Of Swami Rama - Holybook

The Story Of Swami Rama
Dwell quietly. Pass, pass not any more.
Thou canst not pass,
I am too where thou art;
I hold thee fast;
Not by the yellow sands nor the blue deep,
But in my heart, thy heart of hearts.
By living in the Light of lights the way opens up of
itself. The accurate working of details takes place
spontaneously (like the opening of the closed
petals of a rose-bud) when the genial light of
Devotion and divine Wisdom shines free.
It is hoped you received the January issue of The
Thundering Dawn from Puran, Sutramandi, Lahore.
Your Own Self,
SWAMI RAMA TIRATH
In the January issue your poems have been
published under the name Kamala Nanda which is
the full Swami name.
When you send any fresh contributions, they will
appear under the name ‗Ohm‘ if you like.
Love, Blessings, Joy, Peace to dear blessed Girja
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