The wedding blooms, the world inhales delight,
Shiva, my guru, crafts our sacred rite.
You are Narayan, Mother's grace descends,
Indra rejoices, heaven now transcends.
Love's garden grows, as partners we entwine,
Blessings bestowed on every soul that's thine.
The seed we sowed, now bears its ripened prize.
Your presence whispers, echoes everywhere,
Shiva, Shiva, your grace beyond compare.
May flowers and fruit grace every bough,
May laughter dance within your heart right now.
Walk hand-in-hand, in joy, forever near,
Find solace, unity, and conquer fear.
May flowers and fruit forever bloom for you.
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