Swami Vivekananda's Poetries

To My Own Soul

Hold yet a while, Strong Heart,Not part a lifelong yokeThough blighted looks the present, future gloom.And age it seems since you and I began ourMarch up hil1 or down. Sailing smooth o'erSeas that are so rare-Thou nearer unto me, than oft-times I myself-Proclaiming mental moves before they were !Reflector true-Thy pulse so timed to mine,Thou perfect note of thoughts, however fine-Shall we now part, Recorder, say ?In thee is friendship, faith,For thou didst warn when evil thoughts were brewing-And though, alas, thy warning thrown away,Went on the same as ever-good and true.
- Swami Vivekananda

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