Five thousands worlds to travel before I see your eyes again 

oh mother oh goddess oh oneness my heart of oneness 

ocean waves attending my death

sublime yet unknown, unexpected, abandoned , ever evasive

love of my love come at this time of the day when the poor feel rich and the rich feel poor

anoit me with your grace, attend to my desire, spare my infidel stories

abundant yet disciplined forever more my mother my guardian my angel spirit…



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