The spark of fire on the earth that You've spread,
In its own way it moves ahead.
The flame is both in form and formless,
World-filling, ever like a rocking cradle.
That life-force also, none can quench;
That technique nobody can comprehend.
At core of its existence is Your kindness,
At all times and in every manner.
Alone how do You go on making so much sport?
Upon any hazard or obstacle You continue without pause.
Taking for Yourself a mortal poison, You disburse ambrosia;
So bowing to Your name are all in the universe.
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Thursday, October 3, 2024
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In a strategic fashion You have spread compassion.
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