Time is just a method to
measure motion.
My Divine, detecting your
presence ignites a robust
energy,
surging.
An unequivocal melody,
bypassing the senses,
ebbing,
within....
My cup is filled,
again,
even as I sip from it.
You are the
sustaining nectar,
transmuting
this life.
Discovering
a journey
in scintillating
octaves,
Your Love.
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