An oasis! A midway resort! An abode benign!
My strolling in the Gardens of Joy, I visualize;
An amalgamation of hope and assurance combine,
My permanent abode is seen within my psychic eyes…!
Divine presence, like the air itself, permeates the sphere,
The environs, mixed with frankincense, are aromatic;
Waters, from the spiritual rivers, are crystal clear,
Souls, like innocent children, play...
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