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Yoni

He's drawn to the ocean and has no knowledge,
No knowledge as to why the waves call out his name,
A trance takes over,
His eyes closed but his soul wide open,
The third eye awakens and there she is,
She's drowning him while he smiles,
Offering after offering,
His soul was finally accepted,
Fear was erased and washed away with one touch,
From her golden hand,
Now they've become one and swim deeper
She asks him how does it feel
He found himself frozen in her warm waters
Losing the ability to speak with his native tongue
His response was a moan that screamed GLORY
In search of himself,
He was greeted by her spirit
Swimming in the motherland that was his first home,
She pulled him deeper and he followed willingly,
Now on the other side,
He refuses to leave,
Happily lost in the beauty of Osun.
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