Eyes had grown lethargic;
On Your light they rose awakened.
Admitting defeat by moonbeams,
They let coating by life's pollen.
Much as I mean to forget, I'm unable;
Mind of mine became absorbed.
As for Your love and affection,
Like a forest-doe I am nervous.
Oh the One fit to adore, You please come;
Gazing at Your path alone, I'm accustomed.
Arrival and departure, it is common,
Staying only for time short.
In my moment, with light constant,
Please fulfill; grace I implore.
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Thursday, March 23, 2023
Please don't turn off the light
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Never let my eyes grow weary; let me always watch for Thee.
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