Thursday, February 3, 2011

My Dear Brother

So many children have come to Her banks

Discarding their cloth in Her waters
Leaving behind all virtue and sin

My dear brother...
Now you will do the same

Draped in robes of fire
How will you feel walking back upon dry sand?

There upon your heart
Mother Shyama's lotus feet shall reside
Along with the knowledge of those that have gone before you

Rampriya only asks
To make some room for him

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