Despite gathering clouds in your mind
You shall hold your crown still
Made of feathers so light
And jewels to reveal
Think of Shiv, if you may
Think of you, if I say
With a silent joy in your heart
And a lucid calm in your eyes
May you rule your world in bliss
With a hissing serpent in disguise
May blessings rain from above the sky
And paint your being in green
I am with you my friend
Forever, never unseen.
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