when the judge asked himto profess hisdying lovefor his childrenI’m toldhe didn’t blinkhe didn’t falterdidn’t shudder
Oh Guru,burning bright,dispelling darkness from the light,what have you donewith the night?
I wish I could say to you, be happy,and you would suddenly seeyou don’t need to torture yourselfon that invisible rack,but I know it doesn’t…