Innocence before beginning
Of Mother's, Father's womb
An Angel put in heart wild seed
Did spot the time of bloom
So come, my child, through desert
Of loneliness to birth
Through stones of big city, hurt
To make your steps by earth
In front of eyes of Sky
With grain of innocence inside
But way's too long from West to East
You wanted grain give shoot
But didn't find your needful source
To water permeant root
The grain of innocence with time
Become the tree and grow
Just weaving limbs and root so tight
With tree of mirror - soul
When you will find your deepest sea
Will take the sip of salt
It's innocence before, you'll see,
Beginning as desalt
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