8.5.2024
In the hallowed days of youth I felt not the awakening Nor the essence of a truth That would dawn, aspiring For beauty and enduring love. I walked alone not settling down
Or yet content to make the move To marriage and the brittle crown Of lifelong unity with one. But then the sages came to me And told me that I had begun The journey to Divinity.
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