( * This poem was not published in the Complete Works of Swami Vivekananda)
(The Swami rendered this fragment of the Hindu sacrament on June 12, 1898)
The blissful winds are sweet to us.
The seas are showering bliss on us.
May the corn in our fields bring liss to us
May the plants and herbs bring bliss to us
May the cattle give us bliss.
O Father in Heaven be Thou Blissful unto us!
The very dust of the earth is full of bliss,
(And then, the voice dying down into meditation)It is all bliss—all bliss—all bliss.
(Notes of some wanderings with the Swami Vivekananda by Sister Nivedita)