O my mother in the temple of stone
I wonder for how long your eyes have glown?
All my life, at your feet is thrown
What better place shall be called a throne?
O my mother, my life your own
The ocean of bliss, through eyes is flown
Unveil the sight of the ocean you own
The forces be left and the forms be gone
I seek the light of the divine sight
My soul has eyes that could soak thy light
Let me bathe in the light of thy sight
Let your light be my only might
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