In bright moonlight, Who are You;
Today You came, mind to entice,
On this same night.
By snags and torments unsubdued,
Cupid's carriage You have plied.
You are self-born consciousness on endless line of flight,
The crests and troughs, with a scowl making light.
Like a heart's vital pulse in sweet bower of mind,
You have moved on, clandestine.
Hey Lord, of Your topic there's no end:
An epoch-making history that is unwritten.
Yet I go on singing Your ballad with lyrics and rhythm;
Only by Your kindness it's possible to realize.
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Saturday, September 2, 2023
I see You sometimes
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Master, You are ever hard to realize.
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