This Book is written by Arthur Osborne.

Arunachala!
Thy silence calls me
More powerful than a thousand voices
O Hill of wonder!

The way is so long, it seemed so near
Whispering shadows, rocks come alive,
Arunachala, Thou calledst me,
Now free me of fear!

O Hill of Fire!
Burn my desires to ashes,
But that one desire
To know.

Shadow-desires
A thousandfold bride,
O Hill of Love!
In thy Grace
Let me abide.

Sweet flame within my heart
Spread over the universe,
What does it mean?
Hill of Wisdom! Doubts assail me,
I dare not believe.

Motionless dancing boundless waves
Rose within my mind,
All-engulfing dark waters
On the surface in letters of flame
” I AM ”

……
Like a hawk whose wings
darkened the sky
Thou pouncest on me—a worm in dust—
And carried me off
Into limitless all-knowing radiance.
Lost in freedom-Resplendence-Bliss
Hitherto unknown, undreamt of,
I found Myself ……..
I lost Myself.

Beloved! Whither shall I seek thee?
In the abyss of thought,
In the tempest of feeling I find Thee not.
Plains, rivers, mountains, caves!
Tell me I pray,
Do you hide Him?
Did He pass your way? ……

In vain I spent my days,
In vain I wept at night.
Cool moon and stars!
Lend me your light
To find Him that is hidden
In my burning heart.

Aruanchala-Bhagavan!
Hill of Water! Sea of Grace!
Quench my thirst,
Have mercy!
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