On Presence...
A court of kings in stately grace,
reclining in repose.
Their eyes aglow, relaxed their face,
a sense of all is known.
Ascending spirals, lifting wings,
a pull beyond all measure.
The entity- a king of kings,
awakens their surrender.
Released the veils that do not serve,
emerging light, the truth is heard.
A state that joins their souls as one,
alas the journey has begun.
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