When you see into one's past,
A question arise in your mind,
What a friend actually means,
What role does one play in our life,
When you recollect,
You will find different meanings of it,
Some are selfish, temporary, jealous of others,
Some keeps you happy, energized,
Some fill you with hatred,
When I see in the present,
In front of your eyes,
You notice there is only one friend,
Swami, who will always be beside one,
He will be your protector, helper,
He shows no partiality or discrimination,
That's His COMPASSIONATE LOVE!
So forget the past, dear friend,
Worry not of the future,
Stay in the present,
Because, dear Swami is there,
Omnipresent, Ever, Compassionate,
And full of love
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