ಗುರುವಾರ, ಏಪ್ರಿಲ್ 17, 2008

A poem on Y.S.Gundappa

Sri Y.S.G.
Ripe mind, speech, body,
Filled with sensibility and lofty ideal
Handful of skeletal frame
With little bit of flesh and blood,
Covered with skin
Is his great body !
With turban and coat on
And feet with shoes on
Is his outward figure.
But, . . . . . . .
Inside is multifacetted.
Poet, orator, teacher, singer,
Organizer, leader.
And ? Devotee !.....A liberated soul.

Small figure, but
Fame reached upto Delhi.
Fruit concealed under leaves
But not concealed for parrots.
1Thirteen crore was going on
In his coat pocket every minute.
A saint without oblivion,
Knowledge at its pinnacle.
Speech like the Radiance of Shiva with
Many new anecdotes.
He is a friend.
Friend of all.

1 Even while walking with coat on, Sri Y.S.G. was performing Taraka Nama Japa with his right hand and rosary in his coat pocket


Friend of the old.
Friend of the young.

Hard determination,
Ascetic power. Result ?
Sahitya Koota the
Union of souls.
Warm treatment with dedication and earnestness
Is the foundation for development.
New, strange, unique.
Wonder, wonder, only wonder.
Cogitation on thousands of subjects, Geetha recital.
Daily deliberation.

Y.S.G.’s life of orderliness.
Here is my salutation, congratulation.
Gunda at the peak of devotion and earnestness.
Gundappa to friends, Gunda to kids.
Gundappa to elders, Gunda to youngsters.

It is a beautiful parrot, mine of experience.
A rare 1Chintamani of 2Chintamani.
Chaitanya merged into Brahmachaitanya.
Unique, precious, blessed, revered.
Sri Kavikinkara you are nonegoist.
Here is my salutation to you; salutation.

C.M. Channabasavaiah, M.Sc.,
Sri Sarana Sadana,
6th Cross, Jayachamarajendra Extension,
CHITRADURGA-577 501.

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