Wednesday, 20 March 2013

taittiriya upnisad - 4.3

you are river withundred branching stream, o lord of grace, in you may i wash me clean.
as the waters of  the rivers pour down the steep, as the months of year hasten to  the old age of days , o lord so may brahmarins come to me from all regions. 
o lord, you are my neighbour, you dwell very near me. 
come to me , be my light and sun. 

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