In my prewinter on outskirts of a garden,
Who are You that came, Unknown Pilgrim?
"Nameless am I, but a name you assigned;
For your acquaintance, it you did elicit."
Though I have noticed You throughout the ages,
I could not recognize, blinded by extreme attachment.
"But upon the far shore of the sea of darkness,
Lust having got suppressed, you did submit."
In late autumn, early winter, there's no floral covering;
At present my pleasure-grove is lacking in beauty.
"But a chrysanthemum, so very lonely,
Drenched by frost, she invokes with tears of love."
Who are You that came, Unknown Pilgrim?
"Nameless am I, but a name you assigned;
For your acquaintance, it you did elicit."
Though I have noticed You throughout the ages,
I could not recognize, blinded by extreme attachment.
"But upon the far shore of the sea of darkness,
Lust having got suppressed, you did submit."
In late autumn, early winter, there's no floral covering;
At present my pleasure-grove is lacking in beauty.
"But a chrysanthemum, so very lonely,
Drenched by frost, she invokes with tears of love."
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My sentences He finishes; I finish in Him.
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