Not only all the flowers
but the whole universe
is shining in the light
of God's benevolent love.
All the sanyasins
andmaharshis
went to the desert,
to the forest,
hills and to
the solitude
ofmountains
searching for
the presence of God.
They left everything
and went away
from the world
and never wanted
to turn back and come.
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