Pain of your absence,
Lighted a splendid candle,
Warmth of love or pain of love.
In the unconscious of
poet,
The mystic voice
resonated,
The supreme being.
The mindboggling
visions,
Turned my gentle
thoughts,
To a deeper river of
thoughts,
Carrying the seven sounds,
From my music soul.
Carrying the seven colors
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