On which sunny morning,
Between You and me,
Upon eastern mountain,[1] had there been a meeting?
In my hand was a floral necklace
I give for wearing round the throat of You only.
In the world was not a third someone;
And there was no desire for any acquisition.
You and I, we were the two persons;
On seeing me, with smiling eyes You beamed.
You told: "When You will wish, I will appear;
Desire will be made known at the depths of psyche."
Not viewing externally but internally gazing,
So much saying, You left, going silently.
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Monday, February 20, 2023
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I still get distracted; my yearning for You is weak.
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