(898) Tomake caichi jata jao je sare
As much as You I crave, You go that far away;
What is this game You play?
My journey, will it terminate?
What is this game You play?
In a river-current I keep drifting;
Finally, I reach the sea.
But even there it's not the finish;
Wave after wave, they still appear...
Your play incessant, what is this?
Like straw before a storm is my will;
From place to place I get hurled.
Lo, at the very edge of space,
Weariness sets in one day.
Please pardon this my disgrace;
Understand my unvoiced pain.
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Your will be done, but will I ever be released?
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