The Lord, any manner I can pray.
I shall be blessed.
I can touch His feet and pray.
I can stand in front and pray.
I can see the tower and pray.
Wherever I am, there I can pray.
The beloved, any manner I can love.
I shall be erotic.
I can see you and love.
I can hear you and love.
I can remember you and love.
Wherever you are, there my love comes.
No need to touch or hold.
28.04.2001, Pmdi
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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