So long my dear friend.
so long,
and until then,
strong in Thy strength,
safe in Thy hold.
in Thee do we trust,
our todays and tomorrows.
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
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Wednesday, March 5, 2025
Until we meet again
As the grand festival of Mandi Shivratri concludes, the heart holds a mix of gratitude and longing. This poem reflects the emotions of bidding farewell to the deities and celebrations, yet finding strength in the unwavering faith that Shiva remains with us beyond the festivities. Just as devotees depart, carrying His blessings, this poem serves as a prayer—trusting in His divine strength, knowing that today and tomorrow remain safe in His eternal embrace.
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