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My Little Prayer

To the provider of those in need, I pray That should there be another soul in need Whose need is more desperate than mine Attend Thee first to my fellow being And you would have attended to me. To the protector of those in fear Kindly lend courage to the meek For from fear comes failure And failures, misery. Lend courage to my friend. For where a friend fails There is little success for me O! Bhairava, I know That I am but a little commah In the Epic called life. Place me in places where I shall make sense, Let there be a greater meaning to my life And that meaning be far greater than I. Bhairava is the Lord of Time

All My Colors... are colors of you

Borrowed from: What your golden glow  Does to a backless Cameo,  Is how i define Red.  Ah!