An esoteric soul came out
with a piercing howl,
as the real soul shorn
and the reason was known.
How can I?
My soul forgot the supreme
For it was the lighted beam.
Did I consider Body superior to Soul
And leaned upon my lover's whole?
Who would I blame?
Why I, I am lame!
Consumed thy body materialistically,
played falsely spiritualistically.
Thy torso became my soul's appetite
for I forgot supreme's limelight.
I ask alms from supreme,
dilapidate,
mow, burn out, crumple up,
perish -
my ruined body
Take me in your arms,
Hold my soul,
lull with your Lotus feet
Grant Salvation!
I urge -
Forgive and
Grant Salvation.
