An Ode to Swami Shraddhananda

 An Ode to Swami Shraddhananda

A voice arose, strong and clear,

Shraddhanand, banishing fear.

The Vedas' truth, his guiding light,

One God above, with all his might.

No idols carved, no magic spells,

Just simple faith where wisdom dwells.

He saw the chains that held men fast,

The caste divides, a shadow cast.

For Vedic lore, a burning fire,

Gurukul rose, a pure desire.

To shape young minds, both strong and bold,

With ancient tales, in days of old.

He broke the chains, for women's right,

To learn and grow, and share their light.

A nation's spirit, he would ignite,

With Vedic strength, burning bright.

Though darkness fell, his name remains,

A hero's heart, that still sustains.

Shraddhanand's light, forever gleams,

A river of hope, in waking dreams.