The moment you leave your Self-contained Stage
And dip yourself to the Fathomed World burst
That moment you breathe your Full Life of Age
And shield yourself upcoming for the Worst
The moment such Youth refresh his own Ripe
And hers her Womanhood such Jasmine blooms
That moment where both wrap themselves in Hype
And them their Neighbourhood access their Rooms
The moment you soon find your Wrinkles dig deep
And all your Labours from Centuries gone
That moment where Souls invite into Sleep
And join you shall to your Deity be One.
Such Theatre as lovely as Potent Life brings
How Nature her Hand your Relationship sings.
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