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| Picture kindly provided by OliBac |
Voice of an Angel
Heart of a Saint
Its hard not to be hit by the arrows of love
The arrows don't have a sharp point at the end, but a white rose
They lock on to you like self guided missiles
There is no where you can hide!
They penetrate deep into your soul
Leaving a mark in your heart forever
That touches your naked soul with bitter sweet tenderness
Thank you Snatam for your gifts of peace to the world
Kirpal
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| Me and Snatam Kaur after concert in DC last night |
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