Environment 9 - The Cool Caressing Breeze
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Geeta Radhakrishna Menon
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Cool caressing breeze of the high mountains,
Cuddles my body like the gushing water of the fountains,
Embracing my mind with gentle elements,
Enveloping my thoughts with sweet sentiments,
Beseeching me to recognise soul's magical fragrance,
Bestowing me with a spirit of matchless benevolence.
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