Take away all my glory
Lord take away all my wealth
If one thing you can give me lord
I have seen men painfully dying
And with their limbs clamped
For early death begging & crying.
I surrender all to yee God
This is the only gift I seek
Take me under your fold lord
When I fall tired and weak.
I am scared of being a burden
But I am not scared of death
If you really love me Lord
Peacefully draw my last breath.-Vasant Khisty
Friends the biggest gift and blessing one can seek from God is a peaceful death. You can live a life like a king but whats the use when you die begging for death. There is no suffering as big as being a burden on other people who are waiting for you to die soon.
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Write commentsbeautiful poem with beautiful sketch drawn by my best friend priyanka... :)
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