Sweet angel of mine He took me under his wings And told me all will be alright He flew me to the mountain of the Holy Tending the wound with his loving Now I stand naked with pride Bathing in the crystalized water of the Divine Sweet angel of mine Do not worry so much I will take you under my wings And tell you always that all will be alright Embers and ashes falling Hypnotic sensations humming Let the Mother take you home And show you your true Glory
SitaraAlaknandaShakti (c)
