Sun doth rise and crowns your head
With a brilliant diadem of golden light
The orb sets at your feet, aglow in red
The rising moon greets you come night
Arianna! 'My queen of the desert'
From a land far away, somewhere South
Altho' thoughts of you bring comfort
I long to kiss your crimson mouth
When all our worldly toil be done
Divided souls shall once again unite
When God-Spark within sees activation
Spirits' set free shall then take flight
Rejoice beloved! The day draws near
Nothing need be done save persevere
ROTMS
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