In realms unseen, where souls align,
Ajay, as Megh, maintains
a shrine.
His spirit roams, with
eternal grace,
In quest of truths, in
that sacred space.
With eyes aglow, and
heart ablaze,
He wanders through the
mystic haze.
Seeking essence,
beyond the veil,
His journey's path, a
sacred trail.
In chants and hymns,
his voice ascends,
To realms where
earthly sorrow ends.
With every breath, a
prayer emerges,
With the Universe ,his
essence merges.
Through meditation's
silent dance,
He finds his soul's
divine romance.
In every leaf, in
every tree,
He sees the face of divinity.
Oh, Ajay, known as
Megh, so true,
His spiritual passion,
a radiant hue.
In every moment, he transcends,
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