Living in tatters, living in richness
Can I be different? Can I be the one?
In the garden of roses I dance in love,
Bottles I see, she was once full
Sounds of bottles touching so lovely
Rattling of heart is like the bottle
Dregs of wine fill my belly
Slowly it moves down the throat
Like lover, bottles touch my body
I see lights from the glass pieces
So divine they rise and fall by the moment
I was a human once, suffered and cried
Roses I plucked once, thorns piercing skin
Thorns were part of me, I was the thorn
Seeing the thorn, I pulled it out
Silence engulfed my whole existence
Then I burned in the ocean of wine I relived
Now I see thousands of rose gardens in me
Dizziness from wine makes me dance
Dance the way nature sees me loves me
                                                               ~Maitreya
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