Lekhny composition -16-Feb-2022
One whose life is fickle, whose speed is
One who is slow, one who thinks is steady
It is scattered on the ground, everyone's love is dear
It is a lovely cup, filled with virtues, it is beautiful.
Whom duly salutations, everyone worships him.
It is the foundation of every house, it is born in the lap of mother earth.
Existence whose essence does not, from whom is the country
Get swept away with the rivers, collapse with the storms.
Whose nature is dedication, whose dedication is in the sacrament
Be cast in every form, shine in every body
If it is, then there is the world, if there is the world, then we are
Punam verma
17-Feb-2022 06:39 PM
Nice
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