The cosmos dances,
to the flute-tune of cowherd,
the rhythm, hypnotic.Love-enchanted, the pawns sway.
Lost cattle, He steers us all.
Hare Krishna. Hare Krishna.
Krishna Krishna Hare Hare.
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha 🤗 🤗 🤗
A welcome glint
In moments of stillness, when the chaos quiets and nature reveals its gentle truths, even a fleeting beam of sunlight becomes a messenger of...
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.