A mix from intuition
Spread round with precision
Turned around for the perfect taste
Spread round with precision
Turned around for the perfect taste
But I failed to turn inward for the life's taste
Cooking up life using lot of assumptions
Did I burn its taste with resulting afflictions
Following the recipes by intellectuals
Have I spoiled all the human potentials
Until he fermented me to turn spiritual
Whatever I did was just a ritual
Now even the simple act of making dosa
Bakes me towards the ultimate state of yoga!
Pranams
Isha Volunteer
Pranams
Isha Volunteer
you can't bake dosa ;)
ReplyDeleteMy new innovation :)
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ReplyDeleteThanks Anna :)
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