Turn into
When we owe everything to lord
The thanks giving must be expressed in words
Either with hymns or chanting prayers
These are considered as sincere offers
What do we expect from almighty?
Just blessings to remain happy
And pass the journey at an ease
With mental peace
But these all depend
When you keep clear tread
Towards your routine word
With promising words
So when we urge
To purge
Our soul
It is surrender call
It is nice to bow head
And read
Internal wishes
Before we turn into ashes
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