Repulse

I tasted the bitter repulse
Of an unexpected seizure;
Vulture exposed itself,
Channelized by my beloved

Oh! Is it like that?
Then I’ll pass this cup
To whomever desires it
For it is not for me..

I don’t care ‘bout worldly fame,
Stature, or years of experience
May my name
Only resound with loving friendliness

I wish you well
With all of me –
Blessed be, beloved,
Forever and t/hereafter

Fare thee way-
I’m faring mine
And wherever we are to meet,
Worlds will collide again

Just as long
We need refinement
Proper alignment
To heal us any further

 

 

 

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