I danced once...

With the King of Heaven
In the land of saffron.

Midst tinkling bells
And droning chants
Along invisible pathways
And perfumed winds
That whispered sacred promises.

I danced
Until what was could not be found
And only what could be remained.

We danced, the King of Heaven and I
In the land of saffron
Under a banyan tree of golden light
That only we could see.

And when it was over
(if it was ever over)
Only Love remained.

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