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OM NAMAH SHIVAY!!
As the white milky clouds glide slow
unveling with grace, the Supreme-
The foremost of peaks, clad in snow..(1/n)
Rooted deep from the seventh hell
Reaching to the highest Heaven,
It is here, the theories dwell..(2/n)
OM NAMAH SHIVAY!!
As the white milky clouds glide slow
unveling with grace, the Supreme-
The foremost of peaks, clad in snow..(1/n)
Rooted deep from the seventh hell
Reaching to the highest Heaven,
It is here, the theories dwell..(2/n)
Where mankind took his early birth
A still point of the turning world,
Ultimate, ‘navel of the earth’.(3/n)
There's the golden time, for a try ~
As the clouds fade, amidst the mist,
It dazzles.. the peak touching the sky..(4/n)
A still point of the turning world,
Ultimate, ‘navel of the earth’.(3/n)
There's the golden time, for a try ~
As the clouds fade, amidst the mist,
It dazzles.. the peak touching the sky..(4/n)
Then, the whole world seems to stand still,
The trees, breeze and the far off seas,
Our feelings frozen in the chill.(5/n)
Jeweled face of the walls stand bold,
Rubies westward, Crystal on east
Sapphires deck south, north with Gold.(6/n)
The trees, breeze and the far off seas,
Our feelings frozen in the chill.(5/n)
Jeweled face of the walls stand bold,
Rubies westward, Crystal on east
Sapphires deck south, north with Gold.(6/n)
Four rivers flow from corners four
Merging with seas with gemstone shades,
Perfect symmetry holds the core!(7/n)
The abode of The Lord SHIVA is here
Grandeur felt in every breath,
This is the center, front, rear..(8/n)
Merging with seas with gemstone shades,
Perfect symmetry holds the core!(7/n)
The abode of The Lord SHIVA is here
Grandeur felt in every breath,
This is the center, front, rear..(8/n)
And as you walk around and round
Om Namah Shivaya, echoes low ~
rustling the ethereal sound.(9/n)
Here, the wish fulfilling tree stands,
Aromatic flowers and herbs,
All adorn this Elysian land.(10/n)
Om Namah Shivaya, echoes low ~
rustling the ethereal sound.(9/n)
Here, the wish fulfilling tree stands,
Aromatic flowers and herbs,
All adorn this Elysian land.(10/n)
Some say they have seen, yet unclear
A glimpse of God in the clouds near..
Some still say, they've heard, while passing by
Sounds of bells, cymbals, from the high..
Wait.. till the milky clouds glide slow
To glimpse the supreme clad in snow(11/n)
A glimpse of God in the clouds near..
Some still say, they've heard, while passing by
Sounds of bells, cymbals, from the high..
Wait.. till the milky clouds glide slow
To glimpse the supreme clad in snow(11/n)
POETRY BY-raspberry
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credit ~ _the_lion_army_
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