When I was young I would fly To distant stars and galaxies, Such beauty saw in passing by The planets filled with mystery. Never doubtful of return To the body I left alone, As if this earth were but an urn Of splendid music and the tone Of something greater hid within Sang in me earth's wakening song. I knew that here I would begin The path for which the ages long And I would meet the Avatar And Mother who called me from afar.
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