The sun peeks shyly through the clouds whispering of Her brilliance
I realize that every chorus of every song is Her holy poetry
In a place where seasons give colors to our journeys
Of which stories are more than a language
And an unfading joy kisses us from the inside
vanquishing experiences strung together as biography
Her love across ocean has sounded hearts deep
The wings of home seeking birds sweeping across the sky, free
Bare feet
Immediate is this discovery SitaraAlaknandaShakti (c)
