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God-
Speaks |
Golden
Temple |
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The man
whispered, “God, speak to me”.
and a meadowlark sang.
But the man did not hear. So he yelled, “God,speak to me!”
And the thunder rolled across the sky......
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Riding high on the limpid
waves
Rising high on the shimmering presence
Blue waters of white marbled chequersFor the eternal hymns of wayward heartThe golden domes invoking a saffron path.....
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Growing Up |
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I need an answer, for a
question from deep inside,
Is life a hard journey, or just an easy ride?
I see this world as a big and open field,
Filled with opportunities and with problems to deal.....
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