Words falter,
hazy, blurred expressions,
havering in our minds,
and underneath this veil,
clarity and passion, with prayers.
Jai Ma. Jai Jai Ma.
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
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 ...
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.