In Divine's Treasure
A little abandoned by my conciousness
Half aware, half naive
I appear at your care
To relieve this raging wave
This tiny unwitting conscience
A marionette of your will
Make me sink or make me fly
I'll be a slave of your scheme
You see me clear, through
None of it is hidden
You have answers to all my
What, why, how and when
You keep smiling and blessing
As you inculcate in me
The art of anticipating
And to let universe have the rein
- VAISHALI
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