You had arrived, and You'd held dear
Within my psyche at a garden bower sweet.
Unto Thee none called out, nor poured she love;
A song she made not heard in every ear.
Oh You know how to smile, You know how to like;
With songs aplenty, You entice remote ones near.
No one is Your unrelated, everyone is kindred;
On collarbone of all You hang affection's necklace.
The person who attains You, everything she gains;
Heart to heart, she stays integrated with everybody.
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