Love Is The Reason
A Anjandev Roy
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I was wandering
With an easy mind
In the beautiful season,
Soon I reached the great land,
Everything was glorious and pleasant in that kingdom,
The sky was absolutely clean,
The sun was brilliantly shining,
The air was serene
And the water was justly pure and virgin,
Being very much impressed,
I gently asked myself the reason,
Immediately I listened the answer from within,
'Love is the reason,
Pure love has made this place
Perfectly true and divine.'
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