The experience of the Divine is never heavy, never sorrowful. It does not weigh the heart down; it lifts it. When the presence of the sacred is felt, something within begins to glow with quiet radiance. A gentle happiness spreads, like sunlight entering a room that had forgotten morning.
The heart, touched by devotion, does not grow silent in solemnity—it begins to sing. It sings without effort, without rehearsal, simply because joy has found its home. Every thought feels lighter, every breath feels meaningful, and life itself seems to hum with goodness.
True devotion is not a somber stillness but a vibrant celebration. It is laughter in prayer, gratitude in every glance, and warmth in every action. It is the feeling that the world is not merely to be endured but to be cherished.
When the Divine is remembered, joy becomes natural, goodness becomes effortless, and the soul feels unbound—free to rejoice, free to love, and free to live fully.
When the heart remembers You, it learns to sing,
Not in whispers, but in rising spring.
No shadow lingers, no sorrow stays—
Only light that dances in golden rays.
Devotion is laughter the soul can hear,
A song of love forever near.
In Your remembrance, life feels new—
Joy itself becomes the prayer to You.
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