Fortunate

Searching for youth
Beauty and
The delusion of power’s control
With wisdom
A lost and forgotten angel
Straggling somewhere along the road

Sign while the world still loves you
Or go trailblazing through the unknown
The lewis and clark of the soul

Now that you’ve met the Avatar
There’s no longer any need
To regiment your adoration
Think of him
Or any image perceived
To be of him or her or thee
With every breath you breathe

How fortunate am I
To have discovered
The truth of his holy name

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