Intense red on, sitting up there,
In Buddha's pose, just on the air,
Into this world, came for my care,
No. Not a dream. I saw him, I swear!
Oh! You're great Lord, being a gift,
Taking the time, to stand up for me,
Beautiful my green eyes, him they did see,
In One Holy splendid, were all the Three.
I am your besieger, no matter whatever,
To prove me that day, God was so clever,
Smirking at my fright, so gentle however,
Affirming my faith, on him; YES! forever.
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