Staying oblivious to You, why it doesn't succeed:
When I see black, closing eyes,
On that black You cascade light,
And that light cradles me.
As much as I think light-rays I'll not see...
To mind Yourself I will not bring...
Blindness, the self-same conceit,
It makes me still more worried.
I keep hearing You reside within mind...
Upon the psychic lotus You sketch a smile...
Is that grin's rising on light's beauty why
Aswoon it goes on mirror of inmost psyche?
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Before Your splendid beauty I feel giddy.
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