Mandi Shivratri, a celebration of divine order, reminds us that everything unfolds by His will. The blooming of flowers, the tilt of the earth, the fading of life—all are but echoes of His decree. In surrender, we find harmony; in devotion, we glimpse eternity. This poem is a humble offering to the One whose word alone sustains the universe.
By Thy decree, this creation.
By Thy will, the earth tilts.
By Thy command, the flowers bloom.
By Thy order, the life wilts.
Thy word alone, and nothing beyond,
creating, sustaining, magic wand.
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.