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A young pandit with infinity in his eyes smiles When I ask if I may pour the holy prasad into the roots of the sacred Peepal tree The heart-shaped leaves dance as I approach silk sari fluttering colors They dance before and after dance always all is bliss to the devas of this lovely tree
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Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 9:26 PM UTC
Prasad
A young pandit with infinity in his eyes smiles When I ask if I may pour the holy prasad into the roots of the sacred Peepal tree The heart-shaped leaves dance as I approach silk sari fluttering colors They dance before and after dance always all is bliss to the devas of this lovely tree
"'Prasad' literally means a gracious gift. It denotes anything, typically an edible food, that is first offered to a deity, saint, Perfect Master or an avatar, and then distributed in His or Her name to their followers or others as a good sign. The prasad is then considered to have the deity's blessing residing within it." - Wikipedia ©Elisa Maria Argiro
FrancescaRegan
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Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 9:26 PM UTC
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