I'd thought that alone am I
In this enticing universe.
Through hint and gesture,
In my mind a ruckus You stirred.
Mind had forgotten firmament–
A wreath of stars, dawn's manifestation.
The southern wind gentle and pleasant,
Gazing at the stars as well, Yourself admits.
Mind had forgot its budding self–
When it was dancing to and fro on honey-scent.
In the grandeur of hue-and-form's loveliness,
Viewing that too, with me Your affection is.
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You remind me of Your presence by wondrous methods indirect.
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