The Song of the Free: By Swami Vivekananda

The wounded snake its hood unfurls, The flame stirred up doth blaze, The desert air resounds the calls Of heart-struck lion's rage.  The cloud puts forth it deluge strength When lightning cleaves its breast, When the soul is stirred to its in most depth Great ones unfold their best. Let eyes grow dim and heart…

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Yes, I AM !

Just say it loud....Oh dear, just say it. I am Strong, I am Best, I am powerful, I am everywhere, I am Love, I am passionate,....!! Just say it loud....Oh dear, just say it. I am God, I am everything, I am trust, I am beloved, I am Inspiration, I am enthusiastic,.....!! Just say it…