Changing hands, playing chords that fill my mind with an
unblinding vision, flowing through insight and flavoring
the intelligence of inner wisdom.
Placing so much depth in nights of placid contemplation,
filling this mind with no disguises while living on edges
of a blazing energy.
All brightly causing avenues of lightened vision to open
and lead this mind into trails of enlightenment from whence
knowledge will stem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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