An Era of Devi

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There is a war going on

In both heaven and hell

One is eternal,

Era

The other is divided,

Devi,

Or turned inside out and

Backwards...

 

The object of Self is the

Subject of self-hood

Who is Realized and

Who Is not, there is only

One who matters...

 

Now there comes a dark horse

Or a white one, and sides are drawn

In fine sand or volcanic glass

In the time of God

In the wounds of man...

 

Insults and accusations bear scars

Of soul and spirit

When these are made words,

Rocks are thrown

I Am is a Rock

The self is human and seeks love,

Compassion and honour,

The Self is Godly and gives humanity Sound...

 

To dance in an undivided Era called Now,

Devi is a holy fire.

 

 

 

 

Love,

Ana