Say With Love
Jai Sri Ram,
Sri Ram, Sri Ram,
Ram-Ram.
He has come
After years,
Now anoint you,
Consecrate you.
The Hearsay
The black monkey sitting stop
Holding the post,
Till the judge delivers his judgement
As for the opening of the temple gate
Lying closed for years.
The Red Lotus
How lovely does it look to see
The red lotus
Blooming in the pond,
How much red and lovely is to see it
Spread over
Stalked and petalled pink hued deeply!
The Elephant
I saw the elephant
So gigantic and magnificent
Looking like chunks
Of large-standing black rocks,
Moving under the forest trees
Mesmerizing with the shadows of mountains.
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