Dew Drops from the sky ...
Dear Devotees!
Imagine: a drop of morning dew falls to the ground, fields, meadows, trees, gardens. Then heat of the sun dries. No time and no opportunity for anyone to damage it.
Every drop of pure dew comes and goes, clear, back to God. You see, dears? This is love. Such is the love that is pure devotional service as well.
As the dew ... Clean and honest.
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Very nice! Hari bol!