There was a time I was addicted to wine
Now that craving is replaced by this Divine Ras called Amrut
The irony is that it fills my thirst only when I let go of my thirst for it
What a crazy demand huh
I just wait pretending as if I’m not waiting
But Only
When my intentions are right it fills my crown up with it’s sublime vibrance
& I swim in it’s nectar of bliss
Okay, there is one more absurd rule to it
You are not even allowed to miss it
Just by embracing what is
you win it’s heart
Letting you
Drench into it’s holy waters.
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