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In the quiet Aloka, where the human mind finds rest, A peace dog follows the journey of a soul’s long quest. Through the months of trial, an alchemy of stars begins, As the peace walk cleanses the spirit of its former sins. There seems to be absolute silence, but it speaks volumes, The humane aspect that a four-legged consumes; In the eyes, one gesture comes to the fore, Love is speechless and delivers peace right before. Across the Great Walk, with monks in saffron light, He steps for a world that has forgotten what is right. From Indian dust to the miles of a foreign shore, He carries no banners, yet he settles the score. Like the route of a wayfarer through the dark and unknown, Life is a juggling of seeds that the heart has sown. But every illuminator knows, when the shadows start to loom, The light within the traveler is what makes the silence bloom. @Mrunalini Nimbalkar 31.01.26 Dedicated to Aloka, the silent messenger of the World Peace Walk. From the streets of India to the long road for humanity, your steady paws lead the way where words fail.
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Jan 31
Jan 31, 2026 at 3:53 AM UTC
ALOKA
In the quiet Aloka, where the human mind finds rest, A peace dog follows the journey of a soul’s long quest. Through the months of trial, an alchemy of stars begins, As the peace walk cleanses the spirit of its former sins. There seems to be absolute silence, but it speaks volumes, The humane aspect that a four-legged consumes; In the eyes, one gesture comes to the fore, Love is speechless and delivers peace right before. Across the Great Walk, with monks in saffron light, He steps for a world that has forgotten what is right. From Indian dust to the miles of a foreign shore, He carries no banners, yet he settles the score. Like the route of a wayfarer through the dark and unknown, Life is a juggling of seeds that the heart has sown. But every illuminator knows, when the shadows start to loom, The light within the traveler is what makes the silence bloom. @Mrunalini Nimbalkar 31.01.26 Dedicated to Aloka, the silent messenger of the World Peace Walk. From the streets of India to the long road for humanity, your steady paws lead the way where words fail.
Peace walk
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Jan 31
Jan 31, 2026 at 3:53 AM UTC
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