اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The words of gods lie among us
In the glazed clay of ruin
At the source of subtle bodies to know the sky
And how it was hammered into place
Where all graces are electric
And the days are all nine
And the nights are all nine
All nine
