Why, know I not; I know not the reason.
To go on mulling You feels good;
Not musing, to continue I cannot.
Through flow of color, in the world You smile;
With affection, on both sky and air You glide.
To persist in making sport, ever You like;
There is not the least comparison.
In the cloud's rumbling You reside;
With a zephyr-sound, You've poured honey into mind.
You've gone on dancing, swaying in great delight;
Won't I find such a One adjacent?
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I know He's there, why can't I see Him?
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