Thy will be my path.
Let me be a sacrifice
Unto Thee, my Lord.
Ecstasy in Thy true name,
Thy glance of grace, I serve Thee.
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...
No comments:
Post a Comment
Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.