Wrapped in the senses, subtle and sweet,
Maya invites us to bow at her feet.
Yet the one who awakens from her display
Sees through the dream—and drifts away.
Maya
Wrapped in the senses, subtle and sweet, Maya invites us to bow at her feet. Yet the one who awakens from her display Sees through the dre...
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