Oh my Lord
everyday on passing through
the hustle and bustle of the city
I witness
hundreds of
candles burning and melting
in thy hallowed presence.
The burning, melting candles
always remind me of
hundreds of thousands
of aching hearts
weeping and praying for thy
blessings.
By riddling them
of their pains, agonies
restlessness, despair and frustration
and turning them
calm, serene and peaceful,
listening to their silent cries
and pleas, thy heart too melts
like candles.
Oh my Lord,
their faith in thee
is rock solid like a diamond
and they know for sure that
their sins could be washed
away by thy blessings.
Faith always reach to
the rescue of each follower
who finds solace in thy presence.
Thy rid all pains and
sorrows of
each purify heart and soul
and convert them into gold
like an alchemist.
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