Divine Mother, majestic land in which we are all born,
forget our karma,
sparkles of radiant lives,
you, divine light brighter than the sun,
golden water.
Where the petals open our spring,
rise from the end of the black age.
Magnify the heart,
amplify love,
becomes birth again.
Mother of us all,
blue flame of the sky,
defeat the color of Death.
Open your roses,
stretch out your hands,
scatter your heart inside the branches,
fruit be given to each weary breath.
Lady of the golden earth
walk with your feet
over the terrible devils and kill them all.

4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. katelon
    Jan 17, 2022 @ 18:26:53

    Or….support them in either choosing to follow the light or return to Source to begin again….in the light 🙂


  2. victoriaetveritas
    Jan 18, 2022 @ 07:27:45

    Ce bine ar fi să scăpăm de diavoli, așa cum se menționează la sfârșitul acestei expuneri!


  3. 北方榆 (Northern Elm)
    Jan 18, 2022 @ 14:31:02

    “petals open our spring…”, so poetic…. Love it!


  4. 北方榆 (Northern Elm)
    Jan 19, 2022 @ 02:53:51

    your pome is like the short video, which has the power to untie our imagination and our hands…. Love it.


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