A Birthday Song

It’s your birthday, and I don’t know what gift to bring,
I’ll croon a little birthday song,
With all my love and blessings… I’ll try to sing.

May you live a life, sanctitude and long,
In the service of the holy Master…
I’ll croon a little birthday song.

May, seed of knowledge, into a tree grow faster,
Manifesting the nectar divine,
In the service of the holy Master.

The dust rising from your feet, purify and shine…
The naïve and profane, living in gloom,
Manifesting the nectar divine.

Helping each lost soul, find its way to bloom,
Burnishing their hidden light,
The naïve and profane, living in gloom.

May the heavens sing your glory, in delight…
In which the blessings of Divine Masters cling.
Burnishing their hidden light,
With all my love and blessings… I’ll try to sing.

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Shristee Singh

An Associate Editor with Chrysanthemum Chronicles, Shristee Singh has many anthologies to her name. Her writings have featured in a number of literary journals. She has recently come up with her debut book, Cosmic Vibes from chaos to quietude.

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