With both here.
Almost always they are
Here, together.
It is their character,
They both are
Light decorators.
Nothing worries them,
But the pain of all creatures.
Darkness rules the world,
And both father and son
Together try to
Enlighten all for a fine future.
With me andYou are fantastic.I am happyThat with lifeAlways hereYou are elastic.I am happyThat I amGetting soldAlways in you.I know not, trueIn and out.
I am not here.I am here as before,You are all with me,No change of statusOf anyone, dear.Think this truth,And we are allhere for good.
Stay in truthfulness.In Odia language, Brahmi script;ସତ୍ୟରେ ରହସମତ୍ଵ ଦେଖଦୁଖ ସୁଖ ।
But the politician-To put into the dark cell.
Truth –Light of love.Love –Light of life.Life –All love all truth.
In youI know andI am clearHere the earth isHomely.See hereEach one is home-produce.And each one isIn the process of homecoming.Though, at timesUnderstanding is a problem.But think not otherwiseAt home allAnd it’s okay.All liveNo one is dead.And all are connectedWith purity.And I am sureIn all respectAll are perfect.
