How I miss you Since you've gone away I know you are in a better place.
How can I begin to describe How much you have meant to me
Your calm voice Your touch
You have been my father You have been my mentor You have been my friend
I am a grateful recipient Of your unconditional love
You have been my spiritual guide.
You have taught me relaxation You have taught me meditation You have initiated me into the Tradition You have taught me Yoga Nidra.
Thought your 83 year old body Was wracked by illness You never suffered And you always had an easy smile on your face
My last lesson, which is how to alleviate my suffering Was never completed And now you are not there To teach me. Not in corporeal form, anyway
You spoke of Will and it's a Koan I have not found a resolution to
You have forgiven all my many flaws You have forgiven all my mistakes I have have been filled with plenty of both You never rejected me Nor did you abandon me
I came across your teaching At age 19 And then studied with you directly For 20 glorious years. And for 33 years I have benefitted From your sacred words.
Somewhere a lotus flower Grows in the mother Ganges. It is blooming for you And bears silent witness To the legacy of your life
Death has not set us apart You will live in my heart forever Truly, you will be the jewel in the Lotus And i will continue the work.
I will continue to study your teachings And I will live the way you have lived To the best of my ability.
Dear Swamiji, I love you and I miss you
~Arianna Darshani
this poem is about the recent death of my spiritual teacher, Swami Veda Bharati. I have studied with him for 20 years. Now he's gone.