Numberless mandalas
Of sitting Bodhisattvas
Numerous vows
Of sacred cows
Endless incarnations
Of Gandhi, Mahatmas
Malas and mantras
And intoned vowels
And rich men trying
To squeeze through needles
Christian and Hindu
Muslim and Jew
Prayers and rituals
Rosaries and creedos
When all you really need
Is someone to love you.
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