Saturday, January 11th, 2025
Overbridge, Suriname
A poem by Shantipriya to The Walking Monk:
3 DAYS OF THE WALKING MONK
O’er Suriname’s green and sunlit land
A monk walks softly, staff in hand
Bhaktimarga Swami, with steps so true
Guided hearts to a higher view
Three days he stayed, a fleeting grace
His spirit brightened every space
With every mile, each stride so pure
He taught of paths that can endure
Through city streets and forest trails
We shared our stories, songs, and tales
Forty kilometres, step by step
His words a treasure we surely kept
At Overbridge, where the waters gleam
We swam as though within a dream
The river sang a sacred hymn
A bond was forged, both strong and slim
Oh Walking Monk, you’ve left a mark
A glowing flame, a steady spark
Though you’ve moved on, your presence stays
In chants, in thoughts, in heartfelt praise
Shantipriya calls, the land still yearns
For the day your journey to us returns
Until then, we’ll walk the trail
With faith as firm as a mountain gale
Missed you are, with hearts so wide
A guide, a friend, a source of pride
Bhaktimarga Swami, tread where you may
We’ll walk with you, come what may
– By Shantipriya Das
Thank you, Shanti
MAY THE SOURCE BE WITH YOU!
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