Oh You, with honeyed morn You've arrived;
With fresh green leaves on bud and bloom,
Filling the world You have smiled, You've arrived.
External and internal, the two You did fuse;
With golden rays You removed the gloom...
In human thinking, in the eyes of a molecule,
With love's fetters You have tied, You've arrived.
To any small thing Thine there's no limit;
In three worlds[1] Your greatness is pervasive...
On atom and molecule meridian is painted;
You've put on unique attire, You've arrived.
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If I weren't already Your son, I know I'd be adopted.
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