12h
Feeling the quiet rise
Of true essence,
Silent power, steady and pure.
Splashing consciousness on my mind
It calms the soul,
And stirs the darkness within
To be seen, not feared.
Of true essence,
Silent power, steady and pure.
Splashing consciousness on my mind
It calms the soul,
And stirs the darkness within
To be seen, not feared.
(27/M/Iran)
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