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Words of Winds

A little meditation on autumn winds, where nature’s music turns into a metaphor for love, renewal, and the quiet breath of life. winds sing ...

Tuesday, April 14, 2020

Thy True name

Faith in Thy True name! 
With Thy grace, dead wood blossoms,
Without thee, we wilt. 
Alive, kindled with your love,
Thy Sparrowhawks pine for Thee.

Satnam Sri Waheguru. Satnam Sri Waheguru. 

Welfare unto all 

Linking with Blogging from A to Z April Challenge 

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