On a song's melody, to a very remote place,
All on my own had I soared.
No more in mind is its day and date;
You alone can say, oh Boon Companion.
The stars had informed me:
"To unknown site are you going.
At that same somewhere disappear
The bright wings of skein in heart.
Down had dropped a flower's smile;
Honey-glazed it had advised:
"As that Mind-Thief had desired;
Hence was got His flame of love."
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By His grace the ego dies, and the higher-I thrives. My giddy geese no longer fly.
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