PW (1970 / Santa Barbara)

Blind Mantra

Under the red red moon
Teardrops give rise to ripple
Reflected apparition quivers
Gentle breath to wake
Opening her eyes to such depths
Night chills run down this restless spine
This memory
Truly runs across your mind
Pride, chained from Valhalla’s reach
Mon ange! my Valkyrie
Lesson learned is bittersweet
Taught as to teach
Mantra of the blind

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