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Aug 16, 2009
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A music from His flute
Music from His flute
A gentle music had flown in the air
that took all souls into divine world
Cows there had been blessed
He was a cowherd, because
He guided all souls to peace
Gave all endless pleasures to them
He was a cowherd, because
He put an end to all devils
rescued all innocent souls
He was a cowherd, because
His music from His flute is a way
to all misguided souls to correct their path
He as a cowherd, because
It is giving wisdom even to fools
It is giving bliss even to sinners
He was a cowherd, because
he led one to the sound of His flute
To reach endless Peace and happy
He was the resting place of our souls
in sorrow and in happiness
— SAKTHEEE2007, Aug 16, 2009
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Kailashana
16 years 10 months ago
Krishna’s flute summons us
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