Her soul is glow of compassion, her heart is flow of benign ness. Joy for her is a disaster; Offers she joys on sacrificial altar to be fair and just to all others; she runs from grief to more grief, But never retracts from righteous course. I assure, my queen never hurts any, Nor I hurt any for our sweet sake; gives up she her claim rather than snatch, and in her I for sure doubly recompense.
Her soul is glow of compassion, her heart is flow of benign ness. Joy for her is a disaster; Offers she joys on sacrificial altar to be fair and just to all others; she runs from grief to more grief, But never retracts from righteous course. I assure, my queen never hurts any, Nor I hurt any for our sweet sake; gives up she her claim rather than snatch, and in her I for sure doubly recompense.
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Her soul is glow of compassion, her heart is flow of benign ness. Joy for her is a disaster; Offers she joys on sacrificial altar to be fair and just to all others; she runs from grief to more grief, But never retracts from righteous course. I assure, my queen never hurts any, Nor I hurt any for our sweet sake; gives up she her claim rather than snatch, and in her I for sure doubly recompense.
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And radiant like morning star, Treads my queen her quiet path, Hurting not a soul on her course, Spreading light and peace and grace.
A gentle flame of celestial lamp,
She burns herself to spread light; Hurtling none and soothing all Along and around wherever she traverse, She calms soul, sweetens heart.
Her soul is glow of compassion,
Her heart is flow of benign ness; She gives herself to accommodate And invite hell for fairness’ sake; Selfless is my goddess and crystal pure.
Alas, joy for her is a disaster;
Offers she joys on sacrificial altar To be fair and just to all others; She runs from grief to more grief, But never retracts from righteous course.
Unseen is her ilk in this selfish world;
She solely glows with conscience’s candescence Like full moon in full bloom in the dark sky Of narrow conflicts and immoral infights That crippled mankind its peace and grace.
I assure, my queen never hurts any,
Nor I hurt any for our sweet sake; Gives up she her claim rather than snatch, And in her I for sure doubly recompense, For I know, her sweet soul never hurts any.