The God bless the buds to blossom
Since begining of ancient birth to the ultimate end.
Every moment He keeps His merciful hand,
Over the crest of entire soul as their only friend.
Behind the door of every defeated and dejected mind He stands to defend,
And awaken the flowers that was joyous and virtuous upon the holy land.
The Lord often comes from the world of glare,
To make his creation brighter and clear.
When others applause the benign Lord for His climency,
Then I proclaim this as one divine duty,
Always part of master's beauty.
The seeming complexion of the sky is profoundly bluish,
Since our Lord bears the heart of boundless wish.
Loveliness of various colours of different flowers,
Laughing together to make the universe fair and glorious.
Which shows the holy path of harmony amidst of diversity,
Since Our Lord loves to witness every soul embracing unity.
Our Lord bestowed among the birds a melodious loving tone,
To chant the sweet songs of saddest thought since dawn,
As He admires to listen to song of love and sorrow beneath the throne.
The mighty wind wonder to find its power from its Master to blow,
And convey the message of the Lord to the human mind be active and grow.
I love my most unblemished Master is an ecstasy and wonder,
Just not for the cause that all love Him and pray as their agony bearer,
But I love the Lord for His delightful beauty and magnaminity,
And since He has poured the essence in my heart in my heart to love His entire entity.
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