Swami Ramatirtha

In Search of Self  [1]
Sri Ramana Reminiscences [1]

'The Maharshi' newsletter citations

May/Jun 2021 – Excerpt from “A Devotee's Diary” [1]
Sep/Oct 2013 – Wanted:  Reformers [1]
Mar/Apr 1998 – Aradhana Day [1]
Nov/Dec 1993 – How The Maharshi Came To Me Chhaganlal V Yogi  [1]
Jan/Feb 1992 – As I Saw Him, #6 [1]

When I am pure
I shall have solved the mystery of life,
I shall be sure
I am in Truth and Truth abides in me,
I shall be safe and wholly free
When I am pure.

No jealousy, no fear;
I’m the dearest of the dear,
No sin, no sorrow:
No past, no morrow;
No rival, no foe,
No injury, no woe,
No, nothing could harm mc
No, nothing alarms me.
The soul of all
The nectar fall,
The sweetest Self
Yea! Health itself.
The prattling streams
The happiest dreams
All myrrh and balm
Ravan and Rama,
So pure and calm
Is Rama, is Rama.
The heavens and stars
Worlds near and far
Are hung and strung
On the tunes I sung.
Heir to the Infinite thou art,
In the heart is the ocean of Love.
“Give, give” – whoever asks back,
His ocean is dwindled to a drop.