I think I see my god all day
How else I tell my night from day?
I see his sky blue in hue
It stays alive, it's truly true.
He made the trees that look to him
And falter not as they pray to him.
His birds sing songs all the time
I don't hear elsewhere such a rhyme.
He transits me while I'm asleep
And keeps me awake in my sleep!
To know fairly well what I say
While in sleep, awake you stay!
Om Shantih
Ajit Sambodhi
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