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Friday, May 9, 2008


Midst the blooming buds of blossoming fragrance,
Longing the spiritual ray with plea;
Turns around the buzzing bee, need a nectar,
Producing a honeydew(Ambrosia)from the nectar hast amassed,
While the eagle roar his dawn flight,
Greenery smiles the prospect of new
Born life, to be drunk by mortals,
The holy honeydew of their master's stoop.
The running ray surpasses all the
Obstructions offered by the living being,
But lit every dark hearts indifferently.
From the depth of 'His' unfathomed bosom,
Love for self, creature cries like
Mad dog longs to break shackles by.


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