If we pray from the deeps of heart
Prayers reach straight to God,
Whatever we know and practise
It is due the benevolence of the God.

As I reach the park early morning
Four friends daily greet me,
Not a single day passes by
So punctual are they to meet me.

They know to which side I shall go
They lead me to my fixed post,
Keep looking back at me
If I am coming or somewhere lost.

Before I do they grab my bench
Where I exercise and relax,
As I scold them to leave
They get down, cling to my legs.

They are four legged friends
Better than the two legged,
So humble, loving and caring
Who wait for the two legged?
Om Shanti Om Shanti Om Shanti

lowliness and loneliness.
yet still not lonely enough.
abiding myself in tranquility,
In harmonious loud silence.
the warmth of the sun embraces me and rests upon my shoulder
as we watch lost souls and the wind pass by,  making trees caper to the tunes, the sweet sounds of birds singing to us in comfort
the blue sky listens and rests his back upon moving clouds, swaying side by side.
we’re never lonely.
Your spectrum of aura brings a lot to life and opens your third eye.