For Whose sake have you strung a wreath?
Toward Whose path are you looking?
Who is He most remote yet most beloved,
Mentally, Whom You've kept holding?
Breast you've steeped in a nectar heavenly;
You have decked the bed with blooms smiling sweetly.
Far off you've expelled the unexpressed agony;
By a mental jasmine you've been seized.
Nowadays, a stranger to you is no one;
Your soul mates, they are everyone.
In depths of psyche at mind's window,
The bolt you have thrown free.
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Have you been waiting for Me?
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