When made to feel fire
In this month of early springtime,
Then the ones with heart still sleeping,
You awakened with a smile.
A lethargic worldly stupor had enveloped me;
After being made heated, that illusion You did cleave.
By Your mercy I've awoke, and I've stayed in hope of Thee.
Hey my lasting Friend, oh Beloved, in the universe unique,
World-transcendent, beyond time, You reside upon mindsky.
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Friday, May 14, 2021
I, a grizzly bear; You, the spring-bearer
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Not unlike the warmth of spring, You rouse me from my sleep, lovingly.
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