10.11.2024
Silver sparkles dancing on the sea Bring back to me the memory Of my daunting voyage to India And my first glimpse as I bowed to Her, A power and beauty in form contained And I of arrogance and stained Conversed with the Mother of us all, And when She spoke, I heard His call.
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