I the Zen Master of Love remembered back in the early days of the Blue Lotus. Yes, the true essence of beauty as her scent filled the walls of my special place. Soft sexy music played that brought forth glory that all flowers would sing. Oh, my sweet delight the essence of your power still encases me with universal joy. So in my time to reflect I always venture to the Fountain of Glory where you resided. To listen to the clear clean water sliding over topaz stones is a soothing massage. Your lilies pads float so evenly that to see from the distant reminds me of Jah's universe. Oh, your eleventh dimension leads into the everlasting with my spiritual mind centered. Continue with your uniqueness, my sweetness as I journey forth, while proclaiming love.