Everything happens,
by Your grace.

Because You exist,
the world exists.

If You do not wish so,
neither living nor nonliving beings move.

In the sweet fragrance of flowers,
in the snow on mountain peaks,
in the core of my heart,
You remain,
pervading all individually and collectively,
awakening Your vibration.

Amidst noise and seclusion,
in the murmur of forests,
in the sweet and affectionate lap of the mother,
Your soft, warm and sweet smile lingers on,
reflecting eternity.