| By AmirRizwan,
on 26-10-2006 01:02
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this is no game we play,
me waiting on your response.
you are here
and there
and everywhere, and
i must be patient
in my manner.
my heart [my love]
you know, is yours
my voice murmurs
your sublime name.
my ear is pressed
against the sapphire sky
listening carefully
for your reply.
then i hear
a glad bird singing
for her love on the fly.
some time passes serenely,
and i hear my answer
in the rustle
of a oak tree leaves nearby:
I am One, I am One,
the Voice calls out.
I am here!
Last update : 26-10-2006 01:02
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