Thy Tender Touch
Vessel of abundance,
Ever so merciful,
Showering blessings, boons,
Seeped in prosperity,
Enriching; nourishing,
Lit up to quench queer minds.
Of your inner calling,
Filled with ambrosial bliss,
Yonder with Godly charm,
On our meek human forms.
Utopic wise spirits,
Runes of mystical boons.
Heaven that's anointing,
Eased with a tender touch,
Accorded with blessings,
Valiant; yet, so tranquil,
Enigmatic nature,
N' those bounty insights.
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