I Lookedn In Amsterdamm And Rome For Nirvana And The Sea Poem by Cristobal Benjumea

aND MY SOUL NEEDED NURISHING FROM LOVE, GROW FAT AND BIG, MASTER OF THE UNIVERSE, PULLING THOSE STINGS CONTROLING FREAK OF AN ENTITY

AND I PERFECTING, EVERY CREVICE OF MA WORKING LOVE BALM, AND ACETPTANCE, AND ACEPTANCE TO THE CEREMONY OF JOY, PROPHESIES, AND PPHYLOSOFY TO TRANGRESS, TO THE OPTIMUM STAR

tHE PETALS WERE SCATRERED, AND DESTINY WS IN THE FALLEN LEAVES

THE DAY MY WINGS SOARED, SURGED DRUNK, ILLUMINATED, WHY NOT A SPACE FOR ME AT GODS SACRED TEMPLE

I HAVE ACCEPTED ONLY THE SACRED I TOLERATE THE YOUNG IN ONE ANOTHERS ARMS

EVERY TIME LOVE DISPELS HATE, IS SUCCESS WITH THE SEARCHED FOR THE LOCOMOTIVE TO UTOPIAA AND FOUND THE LADY PEGASUS

AFTER PERFORMING VARIOUS VOLUNTARY JOBS UNDER THE TROPICAL SUN

A PERFECT HUMAN RECITES PERFECT ORACLES

i REMAIN IN THE TEMPLE AFTER THE MERCHANTS HAVE BEEN THROWN OUT

WHO DO I WORSHIP HERE

THE PERFECT DICIPLE OF GOD WISHES THE SITUATION TO CLEAR UP

GODS WILL JUMPS LIKE RAYS OF LIGHTNING