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Need of the Breath
Is an unset jewel
upon the tender night
yearning for its dear old friend
When the Nameless One debuts again
Ten thousand faces of my being unfurl wings
And reveal such a radiance inside
I enter a realm divine-
I too being, to so sweetly cast light,
Like a lamp,
Through the streets of this
My heart is an unset jewel
Waiting for the Friend’s touch.
My heart is an unset ruby
Offered bowed and weeping to the Sky.
I am dying in these cold hours
For the resplendent glance of God.
I am dying
Because of a diving remembrance
Of who I really am.