In the divine path i try walk

Ah, may you hold my hand in your gentle grasp,

Not for mere days or months, but for life's long span,

Living together without complaints, I grasp

Is no easy feat, requiring compassion's hand.

To face life's disdains, ahh, there came an era

When I stood alone, in youth's vibrant prime,

Adorned with dance, romance, and guitar's chimera.

May your hand, so tender-sweet, stay in mine.

Ensure peace at my park villa, the Barkly east,

I plead, ponder this verse with care in thought.

Though tardy it arrives, forgive me, at least,

For time's grim grasp, forgiveness besought.

In the divine path I try walk, with liberal minds aligned,

Peace's eternal flame, a beacon we unfurl,

Love and harmony's in every thought refined 

Guiding all humanity, in this earthly swirl.


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