Thakur Sri Ramkrishna Deb & Vivekananda’s secred bond

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In lands where spirituality blooms,

Two souls converged, dispelling gloom.

Thakur Ramakrishna, a saintly guide,

And Vivekananda, his fervent stride.

In Dakshineswar’s sacred abode,

Ramakrishna’s wisdom brightly glowed.

Vivekananda, a seeker profound,

In his presence, divine truths found.

Thakur’s eyes held the universe’s flame,

Vivekananda, eager, to learn his name.

Their interactions, a dance divine,

A journey through realms, sublime.

“Come, Naren,” Thakur called him near,

A bond awakened, crystal clear.

Questions sparked like stars at night,

Answers woven in wisdom’s light.

Vivekananda, youthful and bold,

His doubts and queries freely told.

Thakur, the sage with heart aglow,

Nurtured his spirit to flourish and grow.

Through stories, parables, and tales untold,

Truths of the soul, they gently unfold.

Thakur’s love, a river so wide,

Vivekananda sailed, on wisdom’s tide.

“See the Divine in all,” he’d say,

“Every path leads to the same array.”

Vivekananda imbibed the creed,

Unity of faith in every need.

In temple’s solitude and garden’s grace,

They shared moments that time can’t erase.

Ramakrishna’s laughter, a mystic song,

Vivekananda, in rapture, belonged.

With illness as a fierce, testing gale,

Thakur’s body weakened, yet love prevailed.

Vivekananda stood, a devoted son,

Learning life’s lessons, one by one.

Thakur’s passing, a poignant ache,

Yet Vivekananda’s spirit awake.

A legacy lit, a torch aflame,

To spread Vedanta’s sacred name.

Oh, how they pondered life’s grand scheme,

In endless dialogue, like a flowing stream.

Vivekananda’s intellect soared high,

Thakur’s teachings, stars in his sky.

From Chicago’s stage to the Western shore,

Vivekananda’s words a resounding roar.

Thakur’s wisdom he shared anew,

A message timeless, pure, and true.

Through struggles vast and challenges bold,

Vivekananda’s resolve never grew cold.

Thakur’s lessons, a guiding light,

In his disciple’s heart, burning bright.

Thakur Ramakrishna, an ocean of grace,

Vivekananda, his legacy embrace.

Their interactions, a sacred dance,

In the realm of spirit, they entranced.

Five hundred words can’t capture the whole,

The depth of their bond, the eternal soul.

Thakur and Vivekananda, two spirits aligned,

A divine connection, forever enshrined.