Sahasrara

Ottava Rima

Purity, unity, clarity breeds,

A thousand white petals bright as stars;

Reform the path to root a living creed,

The beam dissolves what memory still scars.

Time gifts a legacy the soul exceeds,

Past passion, so they won’t be stuck on Mars.

Be wiser than the past—no persona,

Open sight to knowing—itsrobenia.