Swami
I will never be the same
How could I?
The moment my head
Touched Your heavenly
Feet
Brightness overtook me
Love in its purest form
Breath of radiance
Blew acrross
abysmal and obscure
Horizons
The sun rose with
A fierce Glory
Turning everything
To Light
Softly, shyly with great hope
A lotus dared to bloom
Jul 15, 2016
Jul 15, 2016 at 7:31 PM UTC
Swami
I will never be the same
How could I?
The moment my head
Touched Your heavenly
Feet
Brightness overtook me
Love in its purest form
Breath of radiance
Blew acrross
abysmal and obscure
Horizons
The sun rose with
A fierce Glory
Turning everything
To Light
Softly, shyly with great hope
A lotus dared to bloom
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