Like a grain in a
storm
This Maya swirls me
round
With my dwindling
human fire
I am here like a
forest on fire
No..No..Maya..Its not
strong
When I start feeling
you along
Then on mine is world
of stars
Every star reflecting
You in me
Like a boat in middle
of the sea
There comes Your
abode of mercy
You made it easy
drift of my life
To your feet from
world of strife
Let me pray You rest
of my life
And keep me alive
with no other life
Jai
Sree Ram..Jai Sree Ram..
Rama bless me with
Your language of love..Let the love flow through my writings...
-Aham Brahmasmi
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