at realms helms

to dwell in three realms
amidst mesquites pines and elms
avid mariner at three helms
multiplicity overwhelms

turbulence shall not compel to shelve
efforts three when goal is twelve
helm steadfast held by its helve
onward to new dawn to delve

aham brahmasmi coos the magus
silently invokes own aegis
culling chords toward sacred nexus
unifies pure essence plexus

subscribe in full vivendi modus
reasserts each hourly opus
nurtures soul’s entangled trellis
feeds the inner garden’s lotus

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