Apathy had been etched on eyelids;
In the mind was a fervent longing.
No other person had been with,
Who had grasped this story.
Psychic speech, only You fathom it;
Purposely, why disguise as stupid?
In- and outside You dwell, just useless it is
If sense of affection did not exist.
By hearing, thinking, and unbroken reverie,
You are my Polaris in meditation and in knowing.
Reposing in bed or dreaming, asleep or awaking,
This fact, who let it be buried?
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Appearances can be deceiving. Who lost sight of the truth? Was it You, or was it me?
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