In those pristine halls, beyond the confines of time and space
I communed in holy abandon in a world filled with love and grace
Adored, celebrated and deified in a world so sinless and pure
Living in infinite ecstasy and enchantingly majestic allure
Proud of my sanctified legacy, as god’s own beloved wife
I dwelt in pious spiritual trance, the realms of a mystic life
Cocooned from the mundane rules of the puritan world so earthy
And the dogmatic laws that are slaves of the strong and wealthy
Tainted and marred I stand today, unclothed in your midst
Tarred, feathered, tarnished and crushed, under law’s iron fist
Labelled a lost and sinful soul, by those who own the earth
Of those who hail me a sinner, in the world there is no dearth
My communion is degraded to a street walker’s abject disrepute
My mysticism’s shards linger, wretched, lonely and destitute
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