I'd been afloat on a blue sky;
Musing on You was I that day,
I that day.
I had obtained amid the mind
The formless You in a garb strange.
Ignoring difference between self and other,
To my throat I took and lifted up,
Unblocking dam of all inertia,
Your song, hey the New Always.
Not a thing do I desire;
Let preference lurch ever behind.
Leaping o'er obstacles, both low and high,
Into untruth wretchedness will fade.
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All sense of affliction do I lose.
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