Guest guest Posted November 23, 2005 Report Share Posted November 23, 2005 Wind, You Are In The Winter Sun Of Noon, You Are The Cheerful River So Deep You Are The First Rain Of Monsoon. You Are In The Swing Of The Leaves, You Are Flame Of The Worshiped Lamp, The Light That Cuts Darkness Of Pride The Fire That Brightens Mother Earth's Camp I See You In The Smile Of The Child And The Old Face Of A Grandmother I Hold Your Hand Everytime I Fall The Trusted Hand Of My Truest Friend-My Brother Candles Cry With Joy As They Give The Flame You Gave Them To Give Light The World Cries The Tears Of Happiness Making Their Heart So Bright I ,My Sai, My Shiv , Am A Mortal Who Always Sins For His Desires Which Would Have Ended his Story So Late I Arrived, But I Did Oh Lord ! To Realize Your Glory. I Know You Never Left My Hand In My Life?s Path Through My Thick And Thin You Walked Too And When I Gave Up My Heart You Picked Me In Your Arms Too. Arial"> Thank You Oh My Lord My Sai My Shiv My Ram, Thank You My Sathya Sai, Thank You with tons of love to baba wishing him a very happy bithday with tons of love to the entire world aditya nanda Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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