You know how to make laugh, how to make cry You know;
In a wink You know how to hide by trickery of Sport.
A mild southern wind blows, beguiles a verdant beauty;
And You go on playing a pipe of bamboo at heart's core.
Immensely vast and deep, You're the universal shelter;
Keeping company with everyone, there is none Your likeness.
Hey the Ocean Supreme, beginningless and endless,
In good times and bad, the greatest Deity You are.
Whatever fear or shame endures, whatever dirt remains,
Instantly it gets removed, Your touch having gained.
Sadhana is of the Cherished One, the dispatch hard to attain;
Steadfastly You permit a pouring of strength from mantra.
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Wednesday, November 26, 2025
We proceed to wherefrom we came
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In a game of cosmic hide-and-seek, we look for our Source.
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