Storm

by Ananda Vrindavan Devi Dasi

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There was a storm just now

the thunder was galloping

across the grey sky

and I sat outside and

loved the wildness of it all

and thought, maybe that's

what the mantra does to my soul

crashes in and makes me

full of life and energy

and maybe that's what K is

a wild man full of love

and adventure and energies

of beauty and

then the rain crashed down

and swept me away in rivers

of meeting and being together

and I thought

it has to be there somewhere

this wild, free, glorious love

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