Sweet awakenings in my desert…
Rainbow of broken lights, fine rays of gold and silver, with the dawn ruby and the skies of amber… Reflections of hearts in the mirror, secret cries of a people… Essene people of my dreams… Dreams of Essene hearts, sweet awakenings in my desert…
Mother, I love you inside my heart and my internal atman. My atman is purified with the beautiful internal sound “Om” that the Essene people listen in silence…
Sounds of mantras are hyaline crystals in my atman. Om Namah Shivaia!… Rainbow of broken lights, fine rays of gold and silver, with the dawn ruby and the skies of amber… Reflections of hearts in the mirror, secret cries of a people… Essene people of my dreams… Dreams of Essene hearts, sweet awakenings in my desert…
Maika Etxarri
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