WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, DEEP OCEAN

DEEP OCEAN
When a deep ocean turns to be a desert,
You open the secret temple in your heart,
 Divinity is not a cartel of all the holy men,  
God is in the compassion of every human,
And when then with all-knowing sixth sense,
Inner child of adore never whisper nonsense,
Are you able to interpret the book of real love?
Then, feel something as essence of all above,
In this desert land of our own decayed mind,
Dirt and sin storm like sand dunes to remind,
A dried ocean sometimes become wet ground, 
Silent tears escape into bliss of smile unbound. 
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Williamsji Maveli