Deep sentiments felt
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Earth is throbbing in curious anticipation
The avalanche is fast approaching
People dazed in deep sleep
Some eyes are peeled as if they know
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Time to retreat, weary soul
Time to retreat
Rest in a niche where Light descends
Hand it all over to the One Supreme
Carve a hole in your heart, braid your loved ones in
One by one
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O soul
Put your temporary house in order
Clean up the mess before the storm
Pluck up the weeds and plow the soil
Scatter the seeds for those to come
Give it back better than you received
Stunning… Atrociously beautiful
Humbly put your head down and pray
A modest sign of ample gratitude
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Raise your gaze up to the sky
Note the signs to your dwelling place
Adorn…
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