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Rolling and roiling, I travel through mountains, and valleys, asking "Am I good enough?" All the mundane, the routine crushes soul, and heart, wondering "Is this life enough?" All the chills, of the outside and inside, from the Lord, questioning "Is this all enough?" Looking back from Kailasha, the carved up plains of fertility and happiness, the Lord smiling, blessing " In the end it's all enough";
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Dec 27, 2018
Dec 27, 2018 at 1:35 PM UTC
Enough
Rolling and roiling, I travel through mountains, and valleys, asking "Am I good enough?" All the mundane, the routine crushes soul, and heart, wondering "Is this life enough?" All the chills, of the outside and inside, from the Lord, questioning "Is this all enough?" Looking back from Kailasha, the carved up plains of fertility and happiness, the Lord smiling, blessing " In the end it's all enough";
The Lord of Kailasha is the Lord of our universe. The almighty Shiva whose might and calm are omnipresent.
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29/M/AP, India.
Dec 27, 2018
Dec 27, 2018 at 1:35 PM UTC
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