Swami Rama Tirtha was a 19th century Indian teacher of the philosophy of Vedanta. Here’s a heart warming poem written by Swami Rama Tirtha at midnight as the moonlight creeps into his mountain cottage.
Passage
From the mountain high
You peer and pry,
Mark well my lonely chamber
As a maiden shy
All around you spy
So that no one be by
With a face as pale as amber
Though coy and cold
Yet making very bold
You steal up blushing red
Through the window door
On the carpet floor
Then upto my very bed.
There bending low
You kiss my brow
And kiss my eyes to wake.
Thy radiant touch
Thy whispering glare,
Unclouded bare
Sweeth breath, are such
My sleep away they take.
Yourself and I,
Together we be,
For a while we be together,
Round me you twine,
I drink your wine
Till each is lost in the other.
Swami Rama Tirtha. In Woods of God Realization.
