Nestled in Mother Nature’s arms, the Temple flows with life, Enveloped by the dewy earthiness, the peaked mountains breath the tranquility, Pulsating the rhythmic chanting of the hearts, As serenity is so untouched by outwardly influences, Lightly, gracefully and adorned in saffron robes, his bare feet kiss the blessed ground.
Nestled in Mother Nature’s arms, the Temple flows with life,
Enveloped by the dewy earthiness, the peaked mountains breath the tranquility,
Pulsating the rhythmic chanting of the hearts,
As serenity is so untouched by outwardly influences,
Lightly, gracefully and adorned in saffron robes, his bare feet kiss the blessed ground.
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