On Krsna's Holy Name Poem by Sambanath Denis

On Krsna's Holy Name



Thou art my Father, I be Thy son. The
Unsteady mind is a tiger shining bright,
Fierce eyes, prowling hands, biding crouched.
As I chant Thine Holy Name, he appears
Captured by Thine causeless mercy, I
Shelter myself in continual utterance.
'Hare Krsna' like rain after Summer, is
Relief from my wander in the dessert.

Sunday, August 3, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: father,god,son,summer,tiger
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After chanting the holy Name of the Lord.
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