24.11.2-24
The sea is charged with waves today White gulls are soaring above so near. This day so many years ago I came to Thee, O Mother of love. I sat by Thee and heard Thy voice And when you asked if I'd meditate You poured the fire of Agni in me. May I always be Thy child of love.
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