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For the Love of Samādhi

I once thought that love was feeling

Hole in heart always had me reeling

Then I saw how much serpent spōk

And thus to the verb love I was wōk

Work I did, kindness and spirituality

I felt it twas necessary giv infinitely

But how I learned samādhi balance

Was from mi learning how 2 dance

Expressing myself through an art?

Impressed I b how much gro heart

Cuz now I can speak my language

To give love in ways that assuage

The pain of them and myself also

Thus I know the way our paths go

By investing time in masterin self

You earn yourself th' great wealth

To be the brightest light in th dark

Is to know how the Christ did hark

I speak with authority o tree o life

Love be how to survive th' scythe

But it is not A or B, but rather "C"

Squared, times mass, equals "E"

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