Her Gift
Clouds lift from my forehead
More clarity is not bad
When agnya opens the door
I can reach the higher floor
Amba’s moves are deep and swift
I am getting a quick lift
No one is less deserving
Of being carried on Her wings
If I enter the silence
My heart beat is for Her dance
From the depth of nothingness
Comes a love that shines and bless
Hail to her in the highest
Her Gift is the very best.