The rust of trivia, smears, stains my mind,
corroded by my sins, I maunder blind.
Venerated Thy name, my sole refuge,
peace, joy, solace and bliss in Thee I find.
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
Navratri Whispers - Day 1 Words fall short before the boundless glory of Maa; yet, with every verse, my heart bows in devotion. 🙏 Jai Ma. J...
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