Beyond the farce of words
I have spun music with magnolia
Of effable sun; fleeting azure of spring
I have learnt language of silence
Hinged on grammar of submission supplication
I have brought tiding of fulfillment
From gods ; reconciled and settled
Come with me and read the welcome note
prostration is; indeed, to bend in love! ! !
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