When I am laid upon that last bed of woodWhen I am ledto the cremation groundLet some soul remainso long as they chant Your namethat I may still hearthe sweet, sweet sound again
Tag: Shri Ram
Nārāyaṇī
'Sita in Ashoka Grove' It was called Ashok-the grove of no sorrows...where, she, held by forcedwindled 'tween gloomand the faithful hopeof rescue by her LordSay, O, Tree, she spokein a dusked, despairing hourTo thy name be truelend me a branching handthat my hair may as rope free me in soul, if not in formAs winds,… Continue reading Nārāyaṇī
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