The Barmbyan Source Poem by Thabani Khumalo
The Barmbyan Source
In the middle of the crepuscule
when the binding dark night is alive,
every soul is tranquilly retired,
I begin to feel the fire burn along the spine
to refine my soul into higher light.
I am Lord Tman Kiry,
the master of the Barmbyan source.
Friday, March 15, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: god
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