Clouds have withdrawn, the moon has arisen;
Mind has been enthused by Your meditation.
Songs of misery and mirth's memory,
Today on the same seat have they perched.
The earth floats on a stream of moonlight;
Tethers lost, effusive is the mind.
The emptiness, with fondness fully occupied,
My gloom is concluded.
You are in the midst of everybody;
You are the ocean, firmament kissing,
Having filled to brim the seven spheres,[1]
From somewhere hard to reach, in secret.
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Monday, September 18, 2023
When contemplating You
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The world takes on a fresh complexion, with hues ever new.
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