O, Child of Sundari

Father,
You are the Eternal Light
but for those of us lost
in our bodies
there has been darkness
ever since the child
of Sundari left this world.
Are we doomed to eternal darkness?
while only jnanis know You.

Jnanis speak of your splendour
the light of a million suns,
while we speak of an aching love
a yearning that tears our soul apart
a chasm that seems too wide for our tiny stride
we speak of your eyes, your smile and your two feet
of what you touched and uttered
while jnanis say that is not You.

Like the call of a lost baby seal to its mother
desolate
in a maze of other sounds
i will keep calling out
"Ramana"
hoping you will find me
one day
i have no other means
it is my nature --
Your name.