Jeffree Michael #63 Rotationem

Like a brother or sister
Satsang
begins

timeless and again
where have you been
my long lost friend

you must know
fear or faith
brings me here to hear

but still you sing
to me
escapee a refugee

your words rolling
beads for counting
nearer each breath

ecstasy
like questions you say
make the world go around

so many on one-side
the tumbling begins
the little blue sphere she spins

before jumping off
their last tractions
rotate our world

the day begins