I know my dear son,
Your body, your speech,
Your money, your family
All are pure and
You are purified.
I know when all are pure,
The atmosphere also
Becomes pure and
Here you realize the truth.
Truth is that you are
The fruits of nectar, my dear.
When I am telling all,
I am telling without any
Egoism and attachment, it is clear.
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Love of a father for his son beautifully presented. Thanks for sharing.10 points.