Bhakti

I was just thinking of you

In glasses, a crow took an

Interest, seated by your side

Your messenger between gods

And mortals you a phantasy

Between goddess and mortal

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Life comes alive, and

Life’s power fell from me

I couldn’t say if it was you

Give and take my life in

Beauty, who else could it be

Who sits disguised ‘tween the

Unknown and me

And affects all my tomorrows –

Will I know, G? – bhakti!