Prayer Poem by Jagannath rao Adukuri
Prayer
In the rock lay my lovely child-God
Who was born today morning.
There is this saffron-robed monk
Under the folds of water in the rock
Lighting the perfumed camphor for him
In the dark recesses of my mind
Whenever the orange sun is missing.
Friday, April 17, 2009
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4/24/2024 11:40:42 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Yeas God resides in mind's darkness...........if we worship there it is akin to outer worship.........Great Write.........