Here now this morn
Surrounded by animals in human form,
we accept there could be learning in this,
that as with God’s laws we choose to conform,
in any environ we’re charged with bliss,
as grace bestowed by Divine Mother’s kiss.
We pen these small notes as contemplation,
whilst we’re poised in all time meditation.
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