Dearest Swami,
I dreamt I was on a journey the other night. I found myself in a land full of little children, all dressed in orange like you always did. It looked like Your earthly abode and as I gazed in wonder, I suddenly realized that You were not there and that I would not be able to see Your form ever again.
Great sorrow and anguish then filled my heart. When I woke up, tears were streaming down my cheeks.
All I have now are memories of You, dear Lord, and how precious they are!
~ Divine Blossoms ~
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