Victoria کے بول

On the beach's edge, where the breeze gently sings Feeling the waves' caress, with toes in the sandspring Under the Sun's rays, victories I recall A prayer, a whisper, as gratitude befalls Thank you, my God, for all that's bestowed For the sunlight's embrace, for each path I've stowed In the midst of brethren, a saint in the crowd Grateful for everything, the silent prayer avowed