Mother May...
Mother May I confess
I've traded my soul to live
in the bliss of a wind.
Surrounding my body
is a sensual sound
a liquid motion
in the air around
drifting up from a rift
uplifting from the ground
leads me away to a timeless cloud
Mother May I, just say out loud
May I not want ...
To come inside Just now.
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