(I know I posted this before, but it was over a year ago and it is such a wonderful poem. Just the title brings tears to my eyes and I'm not PMS.)

My heart drinks the nectar now.
I have plunged myself in that ocean of joy.
I have drunk the cup of immortal bliss.
There is neither doubt nor sorrow here.
The terror of death is no more.
There is the sweet fragrance of the soul, the music of the soul sounds itself.
Supreme freedom reigns here; Brilliant Effulgence streams forth.
There is the unstruck, sweet melody of harmony.
This is the sorrowless land of an old man. The thirst of the five senses is quenched here.
Here the rain of nectar pours and pours.
The sacred stream of the Jamna­ganga flows here perennially.
The round of births and deaths ceases here.
Come, come my sweet companions,
visit this limitless domain but once
And see my supreme Lord's Durbar (court).

---So says Sivananda.