I will not forsake you, o my Goddess:
Only your light is seen to shine.
Your face alone is the face of beauty,
The table yours at which I dine.
This spell of words from a throat of silence;
The shell off this back I lay at your feet.
The scales on these limbs unweighed by justice.
The desire for peace relinquished complete.
November 6, 1979
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