20.6.2024
In the fragrance offer smile I knelt and kissed Her feet awhile And then one day I was tasked To do the work that She has asked, To bring a new music down Into the earth so richly grown
In conscious these fifty years; And though to some the earth appears Desolate, engaged in wars Suffering from mortal scars, There is a calling from above That is divine, and it is love.
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