Beloved minstrel
Muse of enchanted lights and tones.
Journeys infinite, large in small,
Kindnesses flowing from
Hearing your call,
Journeys infinite, large in small,
Kindnesses flowing from
Hearing your call,
Flow through our hearts,
Teaching, guiding us to feel you
Teaching, guiding us to feel you
Hearing each eye sees.
Seap through our hearts a fine tuned harmony
Seap through our hearts a fine tuned harmony
Like the stain of Tumeric or pungent berries upon a colorless fabric
Cool our whirling fires of wanting!
Wash over our fleshy heaviness!
And, as Scorching winds blow between us
We float as free.
In this: not holding, not grasping
As time beats a flowing~
We float as free.
In this: not holding, not grasping
As time beats a flowing~
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