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In great heights my mind soars to the indescribable Vairagya in the form of Saffron robes all around mr Hara Hara Shankara, Jaya Jaya Shankara Chanting the Sruti on the banks of Ganja In the stillness of the Brahma Muhurta Drums, bells and conch wake the soul to rise Ambience filled with vibrations of mother Sruti With offering of flowers and incense to the Swayambhu Linga Amidst me saffron robes, saffron flags and saffron truth Fly Fly Saffron Fly Fly Saffron Fly Highter and higher Teaching begins as the sun rises, Mumukshus whereever I see Mahavakyas analyzed to see the truth within Hara Hara Shankara, Jaya Jaya Shankara An image of Shankara with his four hangs on the wall Ganga flows from one mind to another..... Jai Jnana Ganga From Letras Mania