I have been in love with Thee;
Why that's so, I don't see, I don't see, I don't see.
Vanity, far away it separates me;
To it though, I don't heed, I don't heed, I don't heed.
For You am I gathering bakul on the morn,
For Your sake arranging an altar with blossoms.
Always whirling, round and round You I cavort;
And no one else enters my psyche.
I am ocean's high tide, and You are my moon;
But You only watch and smile from far removed.
I laugh and I weep, adrift on Your rumination;
Don't You understand this reality!
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