Night became morning, a dreamy illusion:
Mine, it's got excised today.
The night had been veiled by blind infatuation;
Boundless ignorance had been without bank.
By mist the Polaris, it too had been concealed;
A tempest had blown with furious velocity.
I had been calling You anxiously,
The darkness gloomy to evade.
Thorns had filled the sandal grove;
Decline had quenched aesthetics also.
Wallowed in falsehood had been the marrow;
I received Your causeless grace.
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You are my everything, my ultimate clarity.
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