Poems of Narad

Purani

22.10.2023

I met Purani years ago
When he came to America.
Through his love I began to grow
And feel the ‘Master's” Savitri.
In his joy and strength and love,
An acolyte I began to move
In realms of beauty unknown before.
He treated me as brother and friend
And never did his solicitude end.
In the Ashram by the gate
With bared chest I loved him more
I know that he is with me still.