C.S.Bagi

TO BHAGAVAN SRI RAMANA


Oh Flaming Lion, Stern, Majestic, Holy,

Who can approach, yet who escape Thy Paws

Oh Sovereign Lord, to be Thy sport is jolly,

For after Sport I dine in Nectarine Jaws!

Yet spare me not, my Lord, destroy me all,

Lest slipping Thee I suffer shameful fall!



— C. S. BAGI, M.A.,
Vice-Principal,
Lingaraj College, Belgaum.



* Suggested by the concluding part of Prof. K. Swaminathan’s contribution to the Golden Jubilee Souvenir, the poem entitled SRI RAMANA, THE SELF SUPREME, and by Sri Chinta Dikshitulu’s article entitled “O BHAGAVAN!”




TO SRI RAMANA
THE SILENCE DIVINE

Unheard Thou hearest all I hear,

From Thee returns nor word nor sound.

Of what use then my mortal ear

Unless it hear Thyself profound?

I live in Thy transcendent Light,

But Thee I keep within me hidden.

Of what use then my borrowed sight

That is to see its Source forbidden?

Thou knowest all the learned lore,

Surpassing men of school and college,

Of what use then my learning more

when Thou art outside my knowledge?

Let be then all my foolish pride

Transform'd or dead in Self Awakened,

Be all I am — not only Guide;

Make “I” a pronoun, Person Second.

— C.S. Bagi, M.A.
(Belgaum)



TO SRI BHAGAVAN
THE ONE REALITY ETERNAL


The World is still. And Light and Sound and Thought

Transfixt in Space and Time, like insects caught

In amber rock, are bygone things inwrought

In Cosmic Consciousness, where all is Nought.

Alas, how vain are eyes that think they see!

And ears they hear, and Mind that it is free!

True Freedom is to stay all Thought and be

Like waveless waters of the deepest sea.

No more can I be still than go astray,

For fixt is all I do from day to day.

My steps along the round of Time must stay;

Without Thy Grace I cannot even pray.

But what is fixt to me to Thee is void;

Through hardest rock Thy softest will can ride;

All fire, water, earth and air must hide

(As I) this mock-existence Thee beside.

-C. S. Bagi, M. A.
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