true Independence

**Whispers of Freedom**

O Freedom, thou art the whisper of the soul,  

Not in the world’s clamor, but where the heart grows whole.  

Thou dost not dwell in the fleeting joys we chase,  

But in the shelter of Krishna, in His boundless grace.

The senses, like serpents, do lure with venom sweet,  

Yet in their grip, we falter, stumbling at their feet.  

But thou, O Freedom, are the sacred path we seek,  

In Hrishikesha’s service, where the humble find the meek.

In Krishna’s embrace, the chains of the world dissolve,  

As the soul surrenders, the mysteries of life resolve.  

Ananta Sewa, the eternal song, becomes our gentle guide,  

Where in the Infinite’s love, true joy does reside.

O Freedom, thy essence is not in the self alone,  

But in surrender to Krishna, where the heart finds its home.  

Lead us to the shore where divine love flows deep,  

In the ocean of Purushottama, where our souls do sleep.