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Sunday, January 24, 2010

Om Shanti, Shanti, Shanti

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In the early Sunday morn
lighted diyas in your mandir
bring endless pleasure
glowing in delight
and aromatic incense
entice the air with a holy trance
of spiritual happiness
in the secret chambers
of my heart
and when your voice
begins to sing
a beautiful bhajan
in lilting purity
as you make your entry
a rapturous feeling
of elation dances
with elusive joy
in my mind
as you chant the names
of Mother Laxmi
of Lord Shiva
of Lord Krishna
of Lord Ganesha
performing a pooja
in my travelling soul
with unfettered happiness
and the music soothes
my inner being
in prayer as I ask
what blessing do you seek?
Om Shanti, Shanti, Shanti.
Leonard Dabydeen
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