Who, having brought a flower tray,
Who are You that came today?
To the mind, Who gave a shake,
Decking it with paint and shape?
Your elegance, it drops overflowing,
Overspreading Earth, a smiling tapestry.
And so, moon of sky and sweetness of breeze,
They do seek, to rhythm and song capering.
Into the formless sea You have kept flowing;
You have effused in form's lovely artistry.
You have moved, enticing like a psychic honeybee,
For what reason beseeching a needless beauty?
Who are You that came today?
To the mind, Who gave a shake,
Decking it with paint and shape?
Your elegance, it drops overflowing,
Overspreading Earth, a smiling tapestry.
And so, moon of sky and sweetness of breeze,
They do seek, to rhythm and song capering.
Into the formless sea You have kept flowing;
You have effused in form's lovely artistry.
You have moved, enticing like a psychic honeybee,
For what reason beseeching a needless beauty?
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You are the wellspring of all beauty, but what is its value when our goal is the formless sea?
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