In realms of truth, we tread with care, where every whisper draws us near, Reminders woven through the air, We are the seekers, our hearts, and our spheres.
Our gaze serves as a lens of the mind's embrace.
Dualistic shadows veil the light, In the dance of form, we seek a trace, Yet love, our beacon, shines so bright.
Prophets rise, their wisdom flows, teaching us in gentle tones, yet in their footsteps, not the way we chose, For love must bloom in each heart’s own.
Embrace the essence, pure and vast, Express our truth with bold colors. Through every journey that we’ve passed, in love’s embrace, our stories unfold.
So let us seek, and let us find, in every moment, every glance, that we are not just any mind, but vessels for love’s sacred dance.