Favourable winds blowing thy way,
Smile a mark endorns your visage all the way.
For glowing is thy face, all may say,
When love of the lord has come your way.
But storming clouds gather around the bay,
For strength of yours they want to test they say.
Lightening and thunder bursting on thy gay,
Yet roaring with laughter you go all the way.
For lord is yours, then nothing else in the way,
For ultimate you have achieved, what else is on the way?
Favourable winds blowing thy way,
Smile a mark endows your visage all the way.
- Dr. Hira