in a lake of tears, embryo swims

embryo of love
was so sure
green as it was
but devoid of any doubt
it embarked upon its own journey
in a maze of sounds
lights and touches all over
but it needed to swim
in a lake of tears
which had washed the steps of the temple
where purity was worshipped
will you come with me to pray
come
pray
be pure

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