I extend my empty hands
My dear Lord Jagannath
Rest up to you.
I am a little blossom of a hopeless tree
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Myself a little lamp Tremble in the stormy night Never hope to be a twinkle star. But, still I desire To be placed in your garland To enlighten your Great Temple - - - - - - -A beautiful prayer, thanks for sharing.
Still i desire! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.