devo ke dev mahadev

by | Jul 28, 2015 | Now Brewing

She didn’t know why a rudraksha called to her.. She didn’t know why it felt exactly right to call out to a name she had not heard before.. A sound, a presence drew her towards him and through a crowd of rishis, magna in bhakti, celebrating his arrival, she made her way to get the first glimpse of whom she had always been a part of.. a single drop of tear glazed her cheek as she saw who stood before her..

Maybe I want to write more.. maybe I will not have words..
Till  and if I do find them..leaving you with this..

 

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