On dawn of the morn,
Let thy charm unfit the Sun's beauty.
Let thy charm hit the seeking
Hearts that were blinking to
Shine from Centuries...
On dawn of the morn,
Let thy charm unravel the hidden dimensions
Of the Beauty & Sagacity; Unravel the very
Essence of life from the Nature's heart
The Grandest of success, Ultimate reality!
On dawn of thy morn,
Let thy path bloom with glee...
Let my God gracious shower all the
Best & beauties & dynamic victories
Like flowers on ye path...
From the heavens for thee...!
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