Trailanga Swami The Hathayogi

O the ghats of Benares, Say, say you, Where Trailanga Swami, Swami Trailnga! Where the Swami Floating on the river waters, Where he in a samadhi, Where he sitting speechless? One from the Dashanami Sampradaya, The Order of Swamijis, He led the monistic life himself Frequenting the streets. A naked roaming sadhu Around the Asi Ghat, the Hanuman Ghat And the Dashashwamedha Ghat But less spoken and childish by nature. He was but a wandering Shiva of Benares, A Shiva in himself, People pouring water and milk over him And sitting by the ghats silently. A sadhu never to be born in Ages after ages, A hathayogi so stubborn and obdurate Winning over the bhuta elements. But when died, he was given a sailasamadhi In the Ganges, The monks and devotees bade him farewell From standing on the ghats. II Telang Swami, How would he have passed The wintry nights Sitting on the ghats of Benares? How would have from Kumbilapuram Of Viziangaram, Andhra Pradesh Taking the route to, The journey? Son of Narasinha Rao and Vidyavati Devi, He renounced his wealth and properties When his father died And chose the path of an ascetic. He used to do Kali sadhna In a Kali temple And used to live in a cottage Near the cremation ground. After the death of his mother, Sivarama kept the ashes of his mother And used to wear the ashes Before doing day and night sadhna. But the meeting with Bhagirathanand Saraswati Imitated him into the monastic vows And he turned into a sanyasi.