Sri Swamiji sings his self composed poem on the castelessness of a flickering light. The clay lamp pot made by a potter, the oil extracted by a oilman, cotton wick grown by an agriculturist, Mantras sung by a brahmin priest, a stone hearted you light the casteless light infront of the stone idol. A deeply philosophical poem on unity.

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