i spoke to a woman today
engulfed in fires of creative urge
i burnt and showed her my light
smiling, laughing she too beamed so bright,
tone of her voice,matching mine
friend,confidant
my own other with coloured light
age mattered no more to us
she was young and i old
sharing stories of life untold
then later she calmly told
of the feelings ,of goddess of wisdom old
saraswati I am ,so peaceful inside
shakti's force with compassionate stride
creation is pleasure my own she said
man i need is through presence felt
"how come you shine so bright and red
you matched me, even yesterday as i bled"
as i talk i know now my core
to shine ,i need to burn no more
that i reflect calmly now
white to white and red to red.
engulfed in fires of creative urge
i burnt and showed her my light
smiling, laughing she too beamed so bright,
tone of her voice,matching mine
friend,confidant
my own other with coloured light
age mattered no more to us
she was young and i old
sharing stories of life untold
then later she calmly told
of the feelings ,of goddess of wisdom old
saraswati I am ,so peaceful inside
shakti's force with compassionate stride
creation is pleasure my own she said
man i need is through presence felt
"how come you shine so bright and red
you matched me, even yesterday as i bled"
as i talk i know now my core
to shine ,i need to burn no more
that i reflect calmly now
white to white and red to red.
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