PAM

I transcend, therefore I am
I desire, and Brahm says, “Yes, ma’am”

These divine powers —
Each of them flowers

She’s precious . . . she’s perfectly . . . Pam

With the force of a Grand Cooley Dam
And the gentleness of a new lamb

She has all the elements
Of cosmic intelligence

She’s precious . . . she’s perfectly . . . Pam

The Mansion she kept “in the fam”
Steering us clear of a jam

Her great generosity
Moves with velocity

She’s precious . . . she’s perfectly . . . Pam

Her Ãtmå is flowering Brahm
In a Global Country ruled by Raam

Her heart is a place
Of a master’s rare grace

She’s precious . . . she’s perfectly . . . Paam

Our enlightened community flowers
With Sidhas descending in showers

Eight thousand strong
Peace before long

She’s precious . . . she’s perfectly . . . Pam Powers

April 26, 2002