Yourself had I observed
Along the sands of life's time...
On morning sun's crimson tide,
At blush of my twilight.
Having given mind, a mind I'm requiring;
What I've wanted, that I've not received.
I am understanding it has been a mistake,
Like barter-trade with the same desire.
Nothing more will I beseech;
I'll only go on giving wherever You may be.
The tears of mind's doe, they will emanate,
A forest-stream's sea-conduit alike.
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I go to to You, Who is ever with me. We two want the same thing. So please don't fill me up; rather, let me deplete. Only via tears do I merge in Thee.
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