Divine Pleasure Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

Divine Pleasure



The great hand
Touches the great land,
Soon a glorious song is sung
From the sacred world,
It flows the longest distance unhindered.....
With its sweetest fragrance
Like a free flowing river,
Someone understands its meaning,
Someone doesn't understand its meaning,
One who feels its significance
Enjoys the divine joy and pleasure.

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