The garden with no gate
Waits for us to enter Two Travelers Headed towards the City of Light With no other place to stay Accused for our beliefs Uncertainty drenching our clothes Two Flames Speaking for the sake of life Knowing no other way Dancing in the moonlight While the fireflies blow us Kisses Two souls Forgetting the fear of judgment With Nothing more to say Accepting the purposelessness Along wth the duties of the doing Two children Skipping to the stories of the youthful For there was no where else to play The garden with no gate Waits for us to enter Two breaths Passing peacefully into the unknowable For it is there, where we Come To pray
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