The Advent of Venkataraman
I’d like to begin sharing some poems on the amazing and mysterious life of Bhagavan Sri Ramana Maharshi. For those who aren’t familiar with him, he was born Venkataraman on December 29, 1879, in Tirichuzi, India.
The Advent Of Venkataraman
Exploding out of the center of the center
of the kernel of the sun, he took on form
for everyone. A rainbow merging light
and dark, he flew into our universe
to remind us of The One, the Only
Light of our True Being, the chance
to forever free the chains of needing,
He was born to bear the love
we were born out of and still long
for, a shimmering shuddering
boy-sage in the making, in
the conveyance of his mother
for nine months until the moon
was in position and the stars
arrayed in shimmering bouquets,
and sun o sun o sun waiting
to embody He Who Is Most Bright
to shine His infinite rays on
every finite one.