Poems

If water can wash, let her wash it,
If fire can burn, let him burn it,
If earth can hold, let her hold it,
If air can dry, let him dry it,
But there is no cure of my madness,
Other than loving You more,
Each day, every way.
~Sw. Chidananda Tirtha

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