Heights
The small stone chapel on the hill raising straight up above the coast of Montenegro. This summer I’ve traveled there and hiked to the top of the rocky hill in the dusk.
Oh Master, show your compassion on mePlease come and dwell in my heart.Because without you, it is painfully lonelyFill this empty pot with the nectar of love.I do not know any ritualistic worshipI know and believe only in you!I have been searching for you all over the worldPlease come and hold my hand now.
"Prabhujee" (written by Ravi Shankar)


