When my mind wanders
down lanes devoid
of love
and rabid thoughts pounce
threatening
to devour my heart
I sing Your sweet,
nectarine Name
Hari
Your name is the
lifebuoy
we can cling
to
in
the
raging
whirlpool
downward
pull
of
samsara
Aug 6, 2014
Aug 6, 2014 at 12:47 PM UTC
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