Be it Summer or Spring
Even when leaves don’t Swing
Palash blooms on forbidden branches
Even when dried, Palash becomes the essence of Holi π
It’s His Grace only…..
Ohhh Tathagat let this soul be offered as the Palash flower’s at your Lotus feet π΅οΈπ΅οΈπ΅οΈπππ
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Thane, India
Disciple of Shree Hari..Seeker ...Student of Philosophy...Homemaker...
OmποΈ - the syllable of existence ποΈβ―οΈ
It's Him the doer, doing and the receiver, we are just the mediums π
Want to be his best medium to serve one and All π
At his Lotus feet alwaysπ π
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