Sketch credit: Artist SR Mehta, downloaded from internet
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Lower nodes dormant, no dark sediment; to complete the grid, they now do as bid. Choice of love or lust, matters not to dust, alive by God’s breath, love it’s sole soul wealth. Here now, bliss replete, earth learning’s complete; sparking innocence, soul’s luminescence. 28-March-2022
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