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Canticle of love

Give me hope
Give me strength
Give me light
Give it enough
So I can fight
Give it enough
So I can peel myself off of me
Give it enough
So I can wash the poison off of me

And all I ask is your consent
That I can love you from afar!!

Location: Navashakti Society, Ravet

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