The Holy Chanting Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
The Holy Chanting
In the dark
And deep evening,
I entered the silent zone
Of the sacred realm,
The atmosphere was
Absolutely calm and serene,
Gradually......
Pleasant feelings suffused my innocent mind,
And then I listened
Only the holy chanting
Very deep within,
Soon I recognised myself
In a perfect way,
It was most precious for me,
Everything was glittering
Inside and outside.
An interesting and wonderful poem well expressed. To know oneself leads to happiness.
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8/28/2026 9:55:09 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
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