There is no road there is no lodge stars above pine straw below
Thursday, January 17, 2013
SHAKTI
Shakti, sleeping Princess
I call your name
the very speaking of which
stirs silent, but sacred forces
Rise from your latent repose
dispel the Veils of Time
claim that which by right
is Thine
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