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A child of light
I was a poor hardworking shepherd boy, Everyday I carried milk for a rich, On an unfamiliar hot summer day, I quenched my thirst with water from the pond, Which was beside a banyan tree on road, I rested for a while in the tree shade, Very soon I fell into a deep slumber, Suddenly I startled by the new scene, A bright lady of celestial beauty, She carried a child of light in her arms, And she greeted me with a lovely smile, She asked me some milk for her baby, I joyfully gave her some milk for her child, Smile spread over the face of the holy baby.
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Balasubramaniyan Venkataramani
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