The flower of light at the end of all time
Unveils her face for it is time
Rooted in nothing she grows from within
Her holy house is your higher self
She is a language no one understands
As clear and precise as silent prayers
She is a hope that negates all there is
And the force to settle all conflicts
All that she sees becomes real
She was and is always here
She is the music from the beyond
Eternal war chasing all shadows
A loving heart between body and mind
A tender pain that holds them together
Her love’s like a planet that dies
A lily among the thistles
A child that loves destruction
But all she destroys will be mended again
All that she sees becomes real
She was and is always here
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