The discomfort of sitting uncomfortably is true
The only truth that you face
The maker makes your place
Your journey drawn on your face
Your space mapped out by historical futures
She decides your past present
Play the waiting game
Your life plays out slow and steady
At her feet
It is a feat for you, bow down in all utterance
The only rule - follow her blindly
One day you will see, all the glory there is
In the city of temples
I met her once but let her go
Chasing still, the hope is what keeps us going
Living with the inner divinity keeps for today
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