I've been on a mission
To uplift my wisdom,
One thousand multicolored
Lotus petals surrounds
My third vision,
As I meditate I escape
Out of every mental prison,
The sage burns softly
While the clouds
Convert to crimson,
My third vision is
The foundation to
My wisdom,
It takes silence to
Truly listen amongst
The darkness where
I strengthen my intuition
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