From inside my body shining
with the light of the moon
altered and diffused
Every photon trapped briefly
before going on for eternity
Even wings would be obnoxious
in the way of this bliss
Gravity a thing long forgotten
Lift cannot be helped
Nothing tangible felt
Just what is spinning inside
each solitary medicant's life
We have to be groomed again and again
has to be proof that our love is pure
but the light of the moon
trickles slow like early morning dew
Every morning distilled through
an incandescent lens
by the power of our Deva's rays
like great strings tuned into our beings
Vibrate and shake
with every gasp we take
One more push at the starting gate
to determine our collective fate
We are the swan of each sun and moon
Each day is the spring in which we
bloom
Thursday, March 23, 2017
Monday, March 20, 2017
Bad Wind
Evil spirits of the sickly bad wind
Leave this house, do not come again!
Bad wind out of body and mind
Into the depths of hell you climb.
For every evil thought that comes our way
Karma will crush you night and day.
Out of this house! Out of our lives!
Do no more harm! Tell no more lies!
God made us out of His pure light.
Every evil we will fight.
Never resting 'til all is pure.
It is in YW we find our cure!
Leave this house, do not come again!
Bad wind out of body and mind
Into the depths of hell you climb.
For every evil thought that comes our way
Karma will crush you night and day.
Out of this house! Out of our lives!
Do no more harm! Tell no more lies!
God made us out of His pure light.
Every evil we will fight.
Never resting 'til all is pure.
It is in YW we find our cure!
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