It is like lightning on the sky,
Red flower in the dark,
The golden temple above an ark
With billion beings which cry.
It is like surface of the Moon,
Sweet mass for true Belief,
In coffee's cup the dainty spoon
To get refined relief.
It strikes a chord in hidden depth.
Abandon rules and fly!
Beyond the ever-crippling death,
Enlightened, You and I.
Inspiration
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