Bottom of my heart centre of my soul,
“HE” reside with love unfold..
The more you ask the more “HE” grants,
abundance increases with beads and chants..
“He” inspires to dare, surrender to sun, become oblivion and consciously one..
Roses for him plucked with thorns,
For “HE” uplifts each jewels when worn..
“He” is the centre the radiating course,
A bundle of blessing flowing in force..
Enkindled I am impressed by his ways..
glorious and beautiful are “February” days……
Special Courtesy (Written by): Roopal Shrivastav