Ganesha Jesus Krsna God Allah Buddha is King

The Age of Gold, Satya Yuga

The Rise of the Phoenix

Real 

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The poem appended below was published in

Le Nouveau Monde Vert in 2008

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Whole

 

I am flame

I am the wind

In the trees

I am she who you

Call when the chips

Are down; the one

Who comes to you

At your call.

I am your mother

Your wife

Your daughter

And child;

I am the flame

In your heart

I will tear you apart

On a whim

If you know not

Who I am; I will render

You senseless, useless,

Battered and down

If you abuse any part

Of my whole;

But love me

And you will get

The just rewards

Of love returned

Salvation unfolded;

I am a part

Of your whole

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