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Shiv
In the realm of divine grace,
Lord Shiva, with serenity on his face.
The trident in hand, the crescent moon,
In his presence, all troubles swoon.
Dreadlocks adorned with Ganga's flow,
Destroyer of evil's relentless blow.
Yet in his heart, compassion so deep,
In his meditation, the universe does keep.
Lord of dance, Nataraja's form,
In cosmic rhythm, all souls transform.
Bless us with your tranquil might,
In your essence, find eternal light.
Vani Vias
© Vanas Creations
Lord Shiva, with serenity on his face.
The trident in hand, the crescent moon,
In his presence, all troubles swoon.
Dreadlocks adorned with Ganga's flow,
Destroyer of evil's relentless blow.
Yet in his heart, compassion so deep,
In his meditation, the universe does keep.
Lord of dance, Nataraja's form,
In cosmic rhythm, all souls transform.
Bless us with your tranquil might,
In your essence, find eternal light.
Vani Vias
© Vanas Creations
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