wen the gloom creeps
into the forests of the world
and the hustle of the wind
smites your bruised face
wen the angry sea roars
with the vengeance of maltazard
and the mountains crack
and tumble into the grand canyons
wen the darkness looms large
on the fate of humanity
and the ruffle of a boot
sends shivers thru the universe
i pray to THEE
under the sacred peepal tree
with no worries n no fear
i bind to HIM
thru a chord so dear....
i can see HIM
i can feel HIM
i can stand still n imbibe HIS thots
n merge with HIM at every spot....
it is this wen the sun fades away
n the moon dives into the darkness of the day
n into this ocean of emptiness
the earth floats away.....
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