The artisan works,
deftly chiseling, moulding.
The wet clay transforms.
To refined, ornate sculptures.
Such mystic crafters...teachers.
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
Come, Dwell in my Heart
Come, Dwell in my Heart In this little piece, I have tried to capture one deeply personal idea: “Come, enter my heart; when You are here, ...
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.