See yourself and look at me,
For all I’ve known was known to be,
As me and self are vibes and beats,
As heart and mind can clearly meet,

But look at you and see a soul,
An endless orb that keeps on core,
As it creates a set of doors,
That open up when love gets stored,

Release yourself and thence find peace,
With many paths in this small street,
Find a way outside the heat,
To rest yourself on cotton sheets,

Cleanse the central solemn core,
As peace and glory cast once more,
As hate and anger reset fore,
For opulence has made its tour…