SONG OF INNOCENT RIVER🔗

A beautiful brooke born on green hills Grew into a mighty river on plains Aimless river attracted to materialistic mountains Pathless river flowed into variety of temptations

Foolish river jumped on to perishing pleasures

Innocent river fascinated to name and fame Rolled on dry deserts, ran into unknown lands Suffered in east and west; worried in north and south

Tired of traveling and weakened by agony Broke into pieces and arrested in tanks Cried for Lord, her Master; prayed for salvation God of Mercy, blessed and showed her destination.

Blessed by God; river reached Ananda Sagar

Big ocean of love; strong tides of care Deep waters of mercy, welcomed the river, The ultimate Sagara Sangamam, for her there.

OM NAMO SARANAGATHA VATSALAYA NAMAHA