Grassy Realm
A Anjandev Roy
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In the pleasant morning
I sit in the midst of
The grassy realm
And see everything
With my pleasing mind,
The birds are flying,
The gentle wind is blowing,
The river is flowing,
The cows are grazing
And the sky is absolutely clean,
Slowly I feel the sweetest ripple within,
I consider it as the divine blessing,
Indeed I am in full swing,
I have no intention to stop.
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